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There were a thousand suns that burned, |
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In the city of my eyes. |
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But I couldn't hold on to her |
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It's a matter of fact, It's a matter of fact. |
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(Chorus) |
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But I can taste your lipstick slowly melt away |
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And I don't wanna miss it |
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Oh Oh |
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Bright lights and broken crosses |
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Count our wins, forget our losses |
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Open up our eyes, won't look back again |
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Open up our eyes... |
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I heard a thousand promises, but hardly a warning |
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I think I spend more time on the ground, than on two feet walking |
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(Chorus) |
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I wanna feel something |
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I wanna feel something real |
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I wanna feel something now |
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(x2) |
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Come on, come on |
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Come on, come on |
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(Chorus) |
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Fly down the interstate |
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Passing all the cars, all the pretty faces |
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Open up our eyes, won't look back again |
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Open up our eyes... |
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I wanna feel something |
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I wanna feel something real |
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I wanna feel something now |
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Come on, come on, come on, come on |
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(x4) |
