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Alex Gregory Tetzloff
Alex Gregory Tetzloff
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Alex Gregory Tetzloff
Alex Gregory Tetzloff
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Well I wake up in the morning And I tap my foot to the beat I feel a storm is coming But that don't mean nothin' to me I wash my hands in the water Free of last night's vice Don't know where I'll be going Wanna know if I paid the right price I jump at the sight of a way to squander my life Then the very next day, I'm shaking and holding that knife Wanna be free but I repeat over and over and over and over I need to be caught but I'm afraid if I'm not, I will strike again A madman, a rambler, a prowler a thief That's what you call me. Beg at my feet! I'm danger Sit and watch the sunset Mixing Tanqueray and wine I don't know where I'll be going Roll the dice for your life Your widow, she was a Christian She prayed that you felt no pain But as I divide my treasure I devour your icy remains I jump at the sight of a way to squander my life Then the very next day, I'm shaking and holding that knife Wanna be free but I repeat over and over and over and over I need to be caught but I'm afraid if I'm not, I will strike again A madman, a rambler, a prowler a thief That's what you call me. Beg at my feet! I'm danger
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