21

Last stop on the bus and you're almost home
Vision blurs, realize you're alone
Stare into the night and say "Nothing is real"

It's just the way that I feel

Three holes in the back and you struggle to rise
Betrayed by a man who can't look in your eyes
They're picking your rotting carcass clean

If you know what I mean

It's the best kept secret that everyone knows
Liars and thieves will go toe to toe
Take your final sip or toke

It's a goddam joke

Alive and well
But living in Hell
Meet me there

Alive and well
But living in Hell
Meet me there

Last stop on the bus but you're nowhere near home
Surrounded by villains, cold and alone
Suddenly everything is real
The unending wheel

Alive and well
But living in hell
Meet me there

Alive and well
But living in hell
Meet me there

Final steps to the door at the end of the hall
You got no problem with risking it all
As long as you get away scot-free
It's fine with me

Lucky man. Lucky prize
Lucky man. Lucky prize
Twenty-one
Twenty-one
Twenty-one
Twenty-one
One
One



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