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(McNabb/Layhe) |
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Be careful what you dream of it may come up and surprise you |
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I can't confess my life's a mess |
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I've come to idolise you |
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You liken it to walking on hot coals |
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I'll keep my boots on |
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Wisen up and fly straight |
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There's a shape on the horizon |
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In a hollow horse |
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I'll steal my way inside your guarded heart |
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So selfishly the needs |
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I harbour when we are apart |
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My past strung out behind me, contradiction and disaster |
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I'm in search of charity, a union |
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I could master |
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We'll be as we are |
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When all the fools who doubt us fade away |
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Fortune deep and wide |
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Intimidated, restless in the wait |
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Things I chose to value |
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I no longer have a use for |
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I ridicule myself for all the things those symbols stood for |
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When vanity has played a part in every leader's downfall |
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Wait to storm the gates, what's left undone to hang around for |
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We'll be as we are |
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When all the fools who doubt us fade away |
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Fortune deep and wide |
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Intimidated, restless in the wait |
