We took the highway till the road went black We'd marked, Truth Or Consequences on our map A voice drifted up from the radio And I thought of a voice from long ago
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake The last to die for a mistake Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
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We took the highway till the road went black
We'd marked, Truth Or Consequences on our map
A voice drifted up from the radio
And I thought of a voice from long ago
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The last to die for a mistake
Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
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