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Graves:
Every man is born alone, dyin' alone? Well...that's his prerogative.
I had me a brother once. He betrayed me. Sort of a you stab my back, I'll stab yours arrangement. Let's settle the score.

You hear the jingle of my spurs as I kick up the dust
I broke the jailhouse lock like ya broke my trust
Gypsy traded my head for a new pair of genes
But you can't hide from me, I'm the one with the smoke screen
All in, I'm chasin' down every lead
Ain't got time for games, ain't got time to bleed
Come on down to the saloon, and I'll buy you a buckshot
Throw your cards on a table, show me what kinda luck you got.
You're hoppin' a rickshaw like you're about to flee
Cause when I quickdraw, you're either dead or about to be
At the end of the line, the little fishie's in peril
Cause it's hook, line, and sink when I shoot with two barrels
Vaporized by my burst, lookin' at the splatter'll
Remind your whole team that my damage is collateral
Got a gun and a grudge and I'm not feelin' snuggly.
I'm good, you're bad, and this is gonna get ugly.
You fooled me once, Fate. You won't sneak on by me
Think I'm bluffin? Try me.

Chorus:
They were a pair of smokin' aces with the fastest hands in town
Til one day Mister Magic Man came around
Now one just keeps on runnin' and the other hunts him down
Who can tell which one's the dead man walkin?

Twisted Fate:
They say lady luck favors the bold, not the cowardly. It aint my fault anybody don't know a bold maneuver when they see one. You can play your cards as right as rain, but in the end? The house always wins.

I always flip heads and I always pull aces
I'm always on time in all the right places
Lady Luck has a bad habit of testin' me
But stayin' on top's always been my destiny.
I got lucky again, don't be mad that I gloated
Cause my deck is stacked and my dice are loaded.
Like pocket aces we used to always deliver,
But now it's your turn hombre, head up the river
I made the perfect escape, and nobody's gonna ruin it,
You call it 'goin rogue' but like Gambit I'm doin' it.
You cant escape Fate's eye, no matter how fast or burly
You'll see two gates, one's me, the next is pearly
My cards are always gold, it's the luck of the draw
I'm omnipresent like on Christmas morning, everything you saw.
You were doin' your time, your chicken feathers were rufflin'
Always one step behind me; every day I'm shufflin'
You'll never find me, Graves, no matter what route my fame takes
If we ever cross paths, I'll show you to your namesake

Chorus:
They were a pair of smokin' aces with the fastest hands in town
Til one day Mister Magic Man came around
Now one just keeps on runnin' and the other hunts him down
Who can tell which one's the dead man walkin?