.I always knew that they'd get me somehow sooner or later,
But with a bullet in the head, a knife in the back,
Not a pocket calculator.
Sorry mister, you're all wiped up,
You're all washed up,
Sold you out.
Got no dreams, got no ambition,
Can't decide, 'cause there's no decis.
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