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Standing close, feeling a presence |
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Standing the shade |
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Stirring panic grips the mind |
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Counting down, the world is turning |
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Every second counts |
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A thousand reasons underlined |
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CHORUS |
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Is this the way to feel |
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When the lights go down and resistance slips away? |
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Is this the way to feel |
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When dignity and grace are led astray? |
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Is this the way to feel |
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When the lights go down and resistance slips away? |
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Is this the way to feel |
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When dignity and grace are led astray? |
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Moving sideways in slow motion |
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Moving as she sighs |
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Breathing fumes while cutting G |
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A growing dimness makes her doubtful |
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And outer closing in |
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These are secrets meant to keep |
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CHORUS |
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CHORUS |
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When dignity and grace are led astray |
