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Room for the Dead Lyrics

There's a battle for my soul between God, the devil, and rock n roll
and when my head hits the sheets my feet will hit the ground running to heaven
before the devil knows I'm dead.
This place is a waiting room.
h***ding the diseased, waiting their turn.
Sicker and sicker I wait and wait.
I feel my lungs becoming numb.
This place is a deadly room, culturing disease, waiting to burn.
Pacing and pacing I wait and wait.
I feel my legs becoming numb.
Doctor I've got this lump in my throat.
It's not the cigarettes that stunt my growth.
There's voices inside my head.
I need the medicine.
Who will win the battle for my soul between God, the devil, and rock n roll
and when my head hits the sheets my feet are tired of running.
Murdered or the murderers, we're all the same.
Kingsmen or the poorly dressed, we're p***s in this game.
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