You know she's mine
It's hard to believe it
I saw her last night
Under the bridge lights
I don't care
for spiders or fears
or your awful things
that makes you bad
What do you say?
I'm old enough to
survive with a shot-gun
or win with a failure
I don't need to be shaved
I play with one string
Only sick I can sing
one of you prayers
You know she's mine
You know she's mine, tonight
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