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The rockets red glare |
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As I burst into air |
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The sky around was dead and so down |
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Until I caught your stare |
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Lifting up |
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I will never touch the ground |
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Selfishly I brighten the sky |
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I will color |
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I will fly |
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Like a comet shot through the night |
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I will conquer with neon dye |
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When I let my fire fly |
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Somewhere out there |
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Atmosphere so bare |
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Give me a mortar |
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And give me powder |
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Give me a fuse to share |
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Lifting up |
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I will never touch the ground |
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Selfishly I brighten the sky |
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I will color |
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I will fly |
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Like a comet shot through the night |
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I will conquer with neon dye |
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When I let my fire fly |
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So crazy |
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Exploding daily |
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Like the sun rises we will go |
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Turning faces |
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Inspiring places |
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Just how much light is there to show? |
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I will color |
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I will fly |
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Like a comet shot through the night |
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I will conquer with neon dye |
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When I let my fire fly |
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I will color |
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I will fly |
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Like a comet shot through the night |
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I will conquer with neon dye |
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When I let my fire fly |
