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Hang up and listen. |
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You found your direction and cut the line. |
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Night flight to |
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Paris. You'd rather leave than lose your sight. |
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You're done fighting the blind. |
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Some sort of surrender. 2 a.m. and the last thing |
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I hear from you: "Don't live a life untrue." |
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You stick to your story. |
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Every story has someone that they stick to. |
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You pay for your glory. |
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Everybody has someone they aspire to. |
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And I aspire to you. |
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But I won't follow you. |
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To live a life untrue. |
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Don't live a life untrue. |
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You say, "You're better dead than blind." |
