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In Hell I'll Be in Good Company

๐Ÿ‘ค The Dead South โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ null โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:05
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โฑ๏ธ 4:05 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 5624324

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Dead love couldn't go no further
Proud of, and disgusted by her
Push, shove, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord, I ain't coming home with you

My life's a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
Oh babe, don't know what I'm gonna do

I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze
The stage it smells, tells
Hell's bells, miss-spells, knocks me on my knees
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
After I count down three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company

Dead love couldn't go no further
Proud of, and disgusted by her
Push, shove, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord, I ain't coming home with you

My life's a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
Oh babe, don't know what I'm gonna do

I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze
The stage it smells, tells
Hell's bells, miss-pells, knocks me on my knees
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
After I count down three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company

In Hell, I'll be in good company
In Hell, I'll be in good company

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:44.22] Dead love couldn't go no further
[00:47.22] Proud of, and disgusted by her
[00:50.58] Push, shove, a little bruised and battered
[00:53.87] Oh Lord, I ain't coming home with you
[00:59.84] My life's a bit more colder
[01:02.77] Dead wife is what I told her
[01:06.06] Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
[01:09.55] Oh babe, don't know what I'm gonna do
[01:14.19]
[01:23.71] I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze
[01:29.77] The stage it smells, tells
[01:32.11] Hell's bells, miss-spells, knocks me on my knees
[01:35.77] It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
[01:42.53] After I count down three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company
[01:48.13]
[02:01.78] Dead love couldn't go no further
[02:04.92] Proud of, and disgusted by her
[02:08.24] Push, shove, a little bruised and battered
[02:11.22] Oh Lord, I ain't coming home with you
[02:17.11] My life's a bit more colder
[02:20.56] Dead wife is what I told her
[02:23.26] Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
[02:27.06] Oh babe, don't know what I'm gonna do
[02:31.29]
[02:41.12] I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze
[02:47.07] The stage it smells, tells
[02:48.52] Hell's bells, miss-pells, knocks me on my knees
[02:53.29] It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
[02:59.23] After I count down three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company
[03:04.99]
[03:13.32] In Hell, I'll be in good company
[03:22.28] In Hell, I'll be in good company
[03:25.40]

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