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Let's get out of here. |
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Walking outside and everything is feeling right. |
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Sounding like a hymn that cuts in your soul like a lifetime flashing by your brand new eyes. |
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It's the first time in so long that you see, that you see you in the mirror... |
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We're gonna make it out. |
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I won't forget this place. |
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I won't forget you. |
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Let the revival rattle me and open my eyes. |
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Open my eyes... |
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It's so good... |
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It's been a bombs and guns and fire kind of season and oh |
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I need a reason for all of my bleeding tonight. |
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I'm gonna break it out. |
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I'm gonna make a scene if |
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I don't write. |
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The electric light we are tonight. |
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We're gonna make it out. |
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I won't forget this place. |
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I won't forget you. |
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Let the revival rattle me and open my eyes. |
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Open my eyes... |
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It's so good... |
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You're gonna make it out. |
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You're gonna make it out of here. |
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Let the revival rattle me and open my eyes. |
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Open my eyes... |
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It's so good... |
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I won't forget this place. |
