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Caught Up : Two things against the middle, and a half lie A stone and a hard place, the devil may care The choice bewween two evils, and take it as you will I stood across the street and shot you, dead boy I fucked your wife, made money, and $940 everybody in town and they enfoyed it, o.k. TE wanted more of the story Watch your words where you can‘t walk again fie Tying up;ig important in 1ike, some which for their mother, while they can't hepl themselves, wanting it to get out of hand Touch thought, lean back and finger it Make gold out of original seeing Leave all morality go, leave the Indians tooo Gather it up and leave dreams behind Once again lie and lay away Make sorry a sin not something to care about Go ahead and go away, from no one gallant enough to follow you Kiss yourself goodby child Your good look are to dksgusting to watch And we are no good unless You look at least one thing twice