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I shot an angel with my father's rifle |
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I should have set it free,but I let it bleed |
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Made it into taxidermy,hung it on my wall |
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I shot an angel,kept it in my backyard |
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hung it out to dry on the clothing line |
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Pinned above my bed like the cross |
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of jesus christ on my wall |
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And I know one day hell will catch up with me |
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And I'm sure that I will burn eternally |
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One day it will come to claim its pound of flesh |
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When it's done,there won't be anything left |
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I shot an angel,dragged it to my basement |
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Starved it till it died and I did not cry |
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Sickness of poacher's pride |
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