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Hitched a ride last night |
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driving fast never felt so right |
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I held my hand up high |
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and grabbed a handful of my life |
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There's a feeling of an urgent kind |
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that makes me run when I'm walking |
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that line I lose myself in the warmth it gives me |
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I lose myself in it's jaded bliss |
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I dream, I grieve, I make believe |
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I fly away yet I'll fight to stay |
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Once again, I face a change |
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that moves my world into unknown space |
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This place I call home |
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is an ever changing array of stones |
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Paris, Cali, Milan |
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are my faithful lovers |
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I fall in their arms |
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There's a feeling of an urgent kind |
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that makes me run when I'm walking |
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that line I lose myself in the warmth it gives me |
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I lose myself in it's jaded bliss I dream, |
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I grieve, I make believe |
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I fly away yet I'll fight to stay |
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Once again, I face a change |
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that moves my world into unknown space |
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Unto wisdom and unto glory |
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unto failure and unto fame |
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I'll throw myself and I won't |
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look back I'll crave them all |
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with no sense of shame |
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There's a feeling of an urgent kind |
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that makes me run when I'm walking |
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that line I lose myself in the warmth it gives me |
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I lose myself in it's jaded bliss I dream, |
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I grieve, I make believe |
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I fly away yet I'll fight to stay |
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Once again, I face a change |
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that moves my world into unknown space |