thee southern gentleman...i never saw the morning until i stayed up all night...wherever i lay my head is home... die without a whimper like every heroes dream....my momma calls me hank...i make tattoos
i've already met her.....
They don€™t think they€™re tough or desperate
They know the law always wins
They€™ve been shot at before, but they do not ignore
That death is the wages of sin.
Someday they€™ll go down together
And they€™ll bury them side by side
To few it€™ll be grief, to the law a relief
But it€™s death for Bonnie and Clyde.
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