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Dying Breed lyrics
Songwriters: Bathory, Zoltan; Heyde, Jeremy Spencer; Moody, Ivan; Snell, Matthew;
Round one, swear to God I do it for fun
Just a dead man walking with a double barrel shotgun
Ain t a single fucker left to fear
See their lips moving but I don t wanna hear
Showdown, I ain t backing down from anybody
Throw down, if I don t get some space
Lay down, not in this life or another
Deny me, if it s not your way
All I wanted was your honesty
Something more than this, something more than me
Death can take me if I can t be free
I m not like you, I m a dying breed
Round two, something you just don t wanna do
You re dancing with the devil if you wearing my shoes
You ve got nerve and I ll give you that
Watch the world crumble while you sit on your ass
Wake up, get your head together motherfucker
Straight up before it s too late
Stand up, nothing ever lasts forever
Don t cry and that s how it s gonna stay
All I wanted was your honesty
Something more than this, something more than me
Death can take me if I can t be free
I m not like you, I m a dying breed
All I wanted was your honesty
Something more than this, more than me
Death can take me if I can t be free
I m not like you, I m a dying breed
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