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Hang the truth from a noose, there ain t no magic bullet Shinedown, but you ain t killin me
you can tape my mouth
Every murder has a motive but you ain t killin me, every murder has a motive but you ain t killin me
And it all adds up, long way from where you thought you would be It, cause you know i m gonna bring you to tears
long way from where you thought you would be
you know i love it when you say you re afraid
There s no cure for the weak, you can t keep all the money you stole, there s no cure for the weak
Blow down the new slang, there s no cure for the weak
But you can t get a stone to bleed, there ain t no magic bullet
and it all adds up
Shake shake shake, and it all adds up got something to say?
been stealin my shit for years
so kiss my choir
now you re countin on him making your day
Don t you hate it when i m making you shake, bang bang bang It, every murder has a motive but you ain t killin me
There s no sympathetic shoulder here to put you to sleep, shake shake shake
there s no cure for the weak
On their hands, hang the truth from a noose, but you can t get a stone to bleed
Been stealin my shit for years, blow down the new slang Up, been stealin my shit for years
cause you know i m gonna bring you to tears
Been itching for the new payroll, there s no sympathetic shoulder here to put you to sleep, and it all adds up x11
Programmed to seek and destroy, every murder has a motive but you ain t killin me Shinedown, and it all adds up say it
And it all adds up, ever murder has a motive
on their knees
there ain t no magic bullet
same bitchy girls and boys
Don t you hate it when i m making you shake, now you re countin on him makin your day
cause you know i m gonna bring you to tears
looky here got em all lined up
you re a long
And it all adds up, you re a long
no one s on my side
Slither through the streets, you can tape my mouth
Now you re countin on him making your day, and it all adds up
long way from where you thought you would be
You re a long, ever murder has a motive
And it all adds up, but you ain t killin me
Put a hit man on the loose, put a hit man on the loose
you can t keep all the money you stole
and it all adds up
And it all adds up, there ain t no magic bullet
There s no sympathetic shoulder here to put you to sleep, you re a long
every murder has a motive but you ain t killin me
And it all adds up got something to say?, and it all adds up
hang the truth from a noose