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How many people are needed to turn on this life How many people, how many people Everyone's crying, nobodies breathing Too scared to listen to what they've been thinking How many people are needed to turn on this life Oh no, they ain't your baby, you just turn them away 'cause We got no guarantees except for being cold Oh no, they ain't your people, you just turn them away 'cause We got no guarantees except for being cold How many people are needed to turn on this life How many people, how many people Everyone's crying, nobodies breathing Too scared to listen to what they've been thinking How many people are needed to turn on this life Oh no, they ain't your baby, you just turn them away 'cause We got no guarantees except for being cold Oh no, they ain't your people, you just turn them away 'cause We got no guarantees except for being cold Have the wits, have the spite Hopefully everything works out just fine Grab the bottle it's not even wine It's plentifully seasoned with evil, oh no Grab a shovel and start your digging, men Grab a shovel and start your digging, men Only got six feet to go From Letras Mania