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Alle de døde guttene; alle jentene som lever videre

Someone’s always coming around here trailing some new kill
Says, «I seen your picture on a hundred dollar bill»
And what’s a game of chance to you, to him is one of real skill
So glad to meet you
Angeles
Picking up the ticket shows there’s money to be made
Go on and lose the gamble, that’s the history of the trade
That you add up all the cards left to play to zero
And sign up with evil
Angeles
Don’t start me trying now
Because I’m all over it
Angeles
I could make you satisfied in everything you do
All your “secret wishes” could right now be coming true
And be forever with my poison arms around you
No one’s going to fool around with us
No one’s going to fool around with us
So glad to meet you
 Angeles



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