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Travelin' Man

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Dead skin doesn't fall in hungry hands
Is it me or is death my only friend
No guilt for the blood I gave the ground

And deep into Hell I'll drag him down

Body scattered across the land
I live alone im a travelin man
Put the pieces in a body bag
He never knew I was a travelin man

Bolt pistol in hand it calls his name
Heads or tails to me its all the same
22 years its come to this
Peel back the skin and pour it in

Body scattered across the land
I live alone im a travelin man
Put the pieces in a body bag
He never knew I was a travelin man

Body scattered across the land
I live alone im a travelin man
Put the pieces in a body bag
He never knew I was a travelin man

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