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Die a LittleThere's a story I gotta tell you
You might already know
Something that happens everyone we know
It does it matter who you are poor man or king
We all die a little each day
When you're going to work, die a little each day
Coming home from church, die a little each day
Dogs of PavlovWe were young, naïve
Conditioned to believe
That you would have
Our best interests in your hand
cll the lies that you're spreading
The lives that are dead now because of you
Hit the FloorIt was a cold lit night at 12:05
When a knock came on the door
There was a drunken man with a gun in his hand
Saying everybody on the floor.
Oh that look in his eyes
Came to no surprise that
He was my own kind brother of mine
Move MeNo bread for you on my table now
No bread for you
No bread for you on my table now
No bread for you
No bread for you on my table now
No bread for you
Oh baby till you move me
Seventh SonI'm gonna tell you something
You might already know
Got a thousand ways
Whichever way I go
In the seventh season
I'm the seventh son
Time to get it now get it now
The Ballad of Big AlThere once was a man about seven foot tall
He was a tree topping son of a gun
Don't ever pick a fight even if you can
Because he's not the kind of man to run son
He's not the kind of man to run
Because I saw him one night in a whiskey fight
It was a blood red moon it was a hell of a sight