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Des Rocs - Dead Ringer lyrics

Artist: Des Rocs

album: Martyr Parade


Hold my cigarette while it's lit,
And let it burn ya baby
Oh dead ringer you're so sick,
But you look amazing
All these voices in the night
Come like a cool summer rain
Know they hangin' for a while
So I let em stay, stay stay
Oh all these faces in the night
Lookin' like the television saints
With their names in big bright lights
All they do is, take, take, take
Oh lady, I got my hand
On the trigger
And it's pointed at
The dead ringer
Hold my cigarette while it's lit,
And let it burn ya baby
Oh dead ringer you're so sick,
But you look amazing
Hold my cigarette while it's lit,
And let it burn ya baby
Oh dead ringer you're so sick,
But you look amazing
Oh my reflection's from a time
When all the worst was a game
Nothing like the shake of life
Stuck up in a race, race, race
Hell caught a shadow of a guy
Can't find him one little break
See there's a gap in his smile
For fitting all his pain, pain, pain
Oh lady, I got my hand
On the trigger
And it's pointed at
The dead ringer
Hold my cigarette while it's lit,
And let it burn ya baby
Oh dead ringer you're so sick,
But you look amazing
Hold my cigarette while it's lit,
And let it burn ya baby
Oh dead ringer you're so sick,
But you look amazing
Yea, yea, did you think that
He could hurt you?
Yea yea, the dead ringer
Never meant to
Yea, yea, did you think that
He could hurt you?
Yea yea, the dead ringer
Never meant to

Hold my cigarette while it's lit,
And let it burn ya baby
Oh dead ringer you're so sick,
But you look amazing
Hold my cigarette while it's lit,
And let it burn ya baby
Oh dead ringer you're so sick,
But you look amazing
Oh dead you're so sick

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