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• Artiste: Owen
• Titre: Break Bread with the Devil
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I spend time on the road Sometimes with the band sometimes alone I can't do anything of real use or meaning So I keep on leaving Well, I've no excuse for this mind of mine that I don't use Chances are I'll die here tonight, among you people I don't know doing things that I've been told can kill me Well, I know I should feel like a fool But I don't. Cause what you do in life, comes back to you in time...tenfold Well, I spend time on the road I've got some good friends, some I barely know A Georgia peach (in) season(?) Rickard shades in Cleveland(?) That's why I keep on leaving But I've no excuse for a heart of stone that can't stand staying home But before I die here some advice for you people just like me afraid to say those things that we're all thinking of The only difference between life and death is breathing So break some hearts, break some bones, break bread with the devil And always take the long way home