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shoot yourself without guns, boy need and the needle become one, boy fly fly baby fly fly don't come down she always comes around hey, a lucky number used to be two maybe three times a charm hey, you gotta a new pair of shoes you've got no need to put them on dye it red, dye it brown something's dying to get out hey hey shoot yourself through the heart boy take it to the place where you fall apart boy fly fly baby fly fly don't come down she always comes around hey a supercharger used to be a time when you knew my name yeah you got nothing to lose got no need to make a change From Letras Mania