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I'm a bad man, how about that? (So bad) Going hungry on a pillar of fat (of fat) If I had a way, I would take it back (take it back) If you let me stay, I would be so glad (so) I'm a bad man, how about that? I'm a bad man, how about that? Going hungry on a pillar of fat If I had a way, I would take it back If you let me stay, I would be so glad What river runs deeper than this? Stampin' on cigarettes, openin' fists What river runs deeper than this? Bitin' our fingernails, breakin' our wrists Breakin' our wrists When the bomb dropped, I was 22 Buried under black dirt, how about you? When the bomb dropped, I was 25 Lyin' on the grass under tangerine sky Tangerine sky
Writer(s): Alexander Giannascoli Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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