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Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
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Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
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Budd Dwyer
Budd Dwyer
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Hold my hand, my love Take the wheel 'cause I'm falling back (You did good, $lick) Ring the telephone (It's a Smash) Say the words 'cause I'm falling back Last call, this one for the dead man walking Pictures of what used to be up in his hands often Left without his gun, so I doubt if he'll be coming back Last I heard, he was somewhere riding through the town Talking to himself, on how he wish that he could slow it down So here's another round for the man who ain't coming back (Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go) Don't waste away your days A missing man can't be saved (Okay, okay, okay, okay, yeah) Word is that he afraid of love Word is that he feels nothing An outlaw in a freefall Wishing they call the search off There's the seat where he used to be Always hard to reach, always by himself Dangerously antisocial with lies to sell In his mind, oh, no, no no, no, he can't find help It's a certain type of hell with what's expected of him And no one ever cares until he's missing again The pain behind his eyes, is just a window for inside (The pain) You worried that he's dead but I know he already died Hold my hand, my love Take the wheel 'cause I'm falling back Dead man walking but the pills keep him talking (Yeah) Ring the telephone Say the words 'cause I'm falling back Last call, this one for the dead man walking Pictures of what used to be up in his hands often Left without his gun, so I doubt if he'll be coming back Last I heard, he was somewhere riding through the town Talking to himself, on how he wish that he could slow it down So here's another round for the man who ain't coming back (Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go) Don't waste away your days A missing man can't be saved (Okay, okay, okay, okay, yeah) You, you, you, back to you You, you, you back to you I've seen the lights in every city glow But now I'm torn without, your soul
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