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Baby, you ain't a man'cause my heart's carried inyour hand.
Any fool can see,I love my misery.
Bad news
It's born in my blood
Bad news
Some live to undo,some live to be undonemy grey sky's growing dark
I feed on my own heart.
Bad news
It's born in my blood
Bad news
Whisper's what you done,crazy I've bought a gunmy finger's to your window,
Whiskey's on my clothes
I'm bad news
It's born in my blood.
Bad news.
It's born in my blood.
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