Mama, wash the blood on my hands
Sold my soul to someone, I said
Mama, wash the blood on my hands
Pulled the trigger and I might be dead
Wake me up
Mama what's the cold in my veins
Is it dawn or dusk I couldn't tell
Mama, wish I don't die today
'Cose I'd go go go straight to hell
Wake me up
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