The boneyard spree, the coins of our gun,
If you think you see
When you're dead you're on your own
I still money from dead man's eyes (2)
On a cold lonesome night
Around these graves
You hear the sound of 'digg-digg' in your way
I still money from dead man's eyes (2)
I am a hangman too,
Don't you know
You have no money to pay your soul
'cause I still money from dead man's eyes (2)
See, I'll go to hell,
That's where I come from
And I just do what needs to be done
I still money from dead man's eyes (2)
//repeat
The boneyard spree, the coins of our gun,
If you think you see
When you're dead you're on your own
I still money from dead man's eyes (2)
I am a hangman too,
Don't you know
You have no money to pay your soul
'cause I still money from dead man's eyes (2)
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