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Maybe it's time for another town

No vicious circle, just a merry go round

No time for licking our own wounds

I guess I'll see you around

Slow water, don't make no waves

Don't wave goodbyes, don't make no fuckin' sense

We're just all white trash by all means

Making it rain while dancing on graves

This will all end and we'll all die

No more wicked... No more wicked party time

No more rhythm, no more blues

No more walking in these shoes

The record keeps spinning

Scratching the surface

I'm on my way… let's do this

No more rhythm, no more blues

No more walking in these shoes

New goals come easy but hard to find

I thought no one… no one will be left behind

I was wrong and not for the first time

Bridges look good burned, like tunnels bombed

It's something you cannot sleep away

Some things does not fit in a suitcase

All that was precious becomes waste

Making it rain while dancing on graves

This will all end and we'll all die

No more wicked... No more wicked party time

No more rhythm, no more blues

No more walking in these shoes

The record keeps spinning

Scratching the surface

I'm on my way… let's do this

No more rhythm, no more blues

No more walking in these shoes