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While me? A wicked slinger
Dead ringer for the crown
But that's not what I'm about
I'm en route of something different
Wow! You seem so gifted, but like

smiling
Sing me a song
You might be a prince
You might be a pauper
But no one can stop the
Grand old opera
Loser or winner
Life's a dead ringer
This was

a butterfly, but forget stingers
No need for Venom, a web slinger
I never seen or heard of Peter Parker
Bet he's a dead ringer
Check that your enemies aren't

or pageantry
A grainy scene on black and white TV

My dead-ringer came to town
I put him up, he put me down
A funny kinda scene
No pomp or pageantry
A grainy

find me like I'm a Loch Ness
I'm a dead ringer in a coffin
Gain weight eating all the chocolates
Who am I? Am I an imposter
Had all this energy then lost

find me like I'm a Loch Ness
I'm a dead ringer in a coffin
Gain weight eating all the chocolates
Who am I? Am I an imposter
Had all this energy then lost

Without somebody pointing a finger
Can’t show my face
’cause when it comes to rumours I’m a dead ringer
It seems some rumours
I just can’t get away
I bet

you to dream dreams for me
I don't need to be your dead ringer

passat gana.
Low blowers. Illegal... cocaine growers. Starvation, profanity. Anxiety, brothers trying me.
Gunslingers, dead ringers.
Yo, my slang's out

raw dead ringer 
Don't fuck around am a slave catcher 


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Ripping hearts vishasarpgal
Ulil

brighter
Saw I missed all down but nine.
Face to face
I am a dead ringer for this desperada
Time she ride out on the rail.
Gonna win this walkdown
Gonna

I got music in my feet and my fingers
No dead ringers
 I’m unique

From the creek under the bridge
To the really rocky ridge
That’s where I be

With his swollen prostate
In me grandfather's black metal band.

Now me grandfather 
Keith was the singer
For Ozzy Osbourne 
He was a dead ringer

Geisha R, arts dead ringer
 
 And now the dance can start
Welcome to world of Sensory Art
Tearing the rules apart
This is the world of Sensory Art
We

like a credit card I am not regular When I enter a room accesses are
Limited I exhale nebula rap singer ain't no dead ringer just bread winners mystery

The Dreamweaver cries

Stormbringer
Face your fear
Dead ringer
Now it's drawing near

Dreamweaver save us now
Turn to the skies
Twisting the knife
(And twist

say

Operate
Operate
Dead ringers will take his place 
Waiting for the whistle blow
To start as embryo
Operate
Operate
Cattle to the slaughter but

Breath life into my lungs again
Satan, come find me
I'll keep my soul for eternity
What once haunted me is now my dead ringer
The mirror can't reflect

dead ringer
Pills gone to my head im a death bringer
Bet your friends all think I'm a real winner

Were in a mess of a disposition
You put me in this

pristine
But you can't face the day bringer
Devil, you're a dead ringer
The fight is on
Retake your
Sacred throne
From your wasted youth
Return from the deep

to the groove

Her reputation as a swinger
And a Brigitte dead ringer
Got the boys eating out of her hand
She's got a mansion in the hills
That she never pays

your thoughts
Sail me a down a river with two birds
He's a dead-ringer
Catch and kill
Everyone's searching for the right words

And I'm never going

lanes when they pump brake it
On a buzzer beater trust the whole team
Like Nike Shox with a extra spring
On Jerry Springer
You a dead ringer for somebody

weather or bad luck 

I never said I was a sure shot baby but an accident? Girl, I'm a dead ringer
I've got some blood on my hands, a mess in my head