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Ticket To Heaven

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Im walking a wire, feel likes a thousand ways I could fall
To want is to buy, but to live is to die and you cant take it all
When everything is said and done I wont have one thing left
What happened to everything that I ever known

All thay gave me was this ticket to heaven, that ticket to heaven, said to lie in the bed that
you make
Now Im restless and Im running from everything, Im running from everything, Im afraid its
a little too late

Soft voices lie, innocents die
Now ain't that a shame
And all your dreams, and all your money they dont mean a thing
When everything is said and done, you wont have one thing left
What happened to everything that I ever known

All they gave me was this ticket to heaven, that ticket to heaven, said to lie in the bed that
you make
Now Im restless and Im running from everything, Im running from everything, Im afraid its
a little too late

Its a little too late

All they gave me was this ticket to heaven, that ticket to heaven,
said to lie in the bed that you make
Now Im restless and Im running from everything, Im running from everything, Im afraid its
a little too late
All he gave me was this ticket to heaven, that ticket to heaven, said to lie in the bed that
you make
Now Im restless and Im running from everything, Im running from everything, Im afraid its
a little too late
Its a little too late






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