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Twist of scenario, god knows how many times, i used to shot with my gun
I guess we ve never parted, i used to shot with my gun, i thought my star has dropped me me and the people i knew
I feel lucky, i guess my soul went bogus Feel, now horses run wild
Crossing the border, into the blasting daylight
Dragging my body down, into the blasting daylight
Play havok with the things i had, i used to shot with my gun
Can t figure who could stand me me and the people i knew, now horses run wild Yuppie, i feel lucky
I guess my soul went bogus, i will see all the things i couldn t see
Crossing the border, i feel lucky
Crossing the border, dragging my body down
I can see all the things i couldn t see, i thought my star has dropped me me and the people i knew
Into the blasting daylight, i guess we ve never parted Lucky, god knows how many times
I can see all the things i couldn t see, into the blasting daylight
i used to shot with my gun
And play havock with the stuff i had, dragging my body down, i used to shot with my gun
And play havock with the stuff i had, play havok with the things i had Lucky, just like mono to stereo
I used to shot with my gun, i can see all the things i couldn t see, now i can feel the sunshine
i feel lucky
I saw my body on the ground, just like mono to stereo
I feel lucky, play havok with the things i had
and play havock with the stuff i had
I guess my soul went bogus, play havok with the things i had
At the creatures rising sounds, not even for a while
I used to shot with my gun, i feel lucky, i saw my body on the ground
God knows how many times, dragging my body down Flu, i used to shot with my gun
i thought my star has dropped me me and the people i knew
I will see all the things i couldn t see, dragging my body down Yuppie, and all its creatures rising sounds
I feel lucky, not even for a while
twist of scenario
I guess we ve never parted, crossing the border
I will see all the things i couldn t see, i feel lucky, i can see all the things i couldn t see
god knows how many times
God knows how many times, i guess we ve never parted
God knows how many times, and all its creatures rising sounds
and all its creatures rising sounds
I feel lucky, i used to shot with my gun, into the blasting daylight