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Get your hair cutGet your money on straightGet your head rightAnd don't forget where you come fromWho you friends are and all that shitEver since I could hear the voice of mourningStories of pain and fearRinging in my eardrumAnd ever since I come homeThere's been somebody with the loaded gunGet your finger on the trigger, sonRinging in my eardrumGet your hair cutGet your money on straightGet your head rightAnd don't forget where you come fromWho you friends are and all that shitEver since I could hear the voice of mourningStories of pain and fearRinging in my eardrumAnd ever since I come homeThere's been somebody with the loaded gunGet your finger on the trigger, sonRinging in my eardrumGet your hair cutGet your money on straightGet your head rightAnd don't forget where you come fromWho you friends are and all that shitI admit I don't understand how this all startedBut I know it's gotten out of handWe can't go back nowWe can't just tell ourselves all of this will passNot while we're sailing too closesailing too close to the windSailing too close, sailing too close to the wind
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