I know how this is gonna go
I know how this is gonna end
Well before it'll even begin
Won't you grab my jacket, it's getting cold
The evening chill is making a home
And it's settling deep within my bones
I've seen rich and I've seen poor
Both of 'em always want some more
You know satisfaction don't exist no more
Do what you should no matter who's around
The lies you tell will follow you down
Both above and below the ground
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