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Bonnie and Clyde
I've felt his pain before
He died loving a whore
His heart made him blind
But now we got wise
He loved her just to much
She know she had his trust
She led him to the grave
Where all her demons wait
It was fun we must admit
But in the end I knew to quit
I have grown wise with age
Knew to throw out my rage
He died loving a whore
His heart made him blind
But now we got wise
He loved her just to much
She know she had his trust
She led him to the grave
Where all her demons wait
It was fun we must admit
But in the end I knew to quit
I have grown wise with age
Knew to throw out my rage
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