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This city ain't made for us. |
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Broken hearts, in love they trust. |
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We're never coming back for more, |
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more. |
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We'll take the last chance, we'll do the last dance. |
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We'll never come back here no more. |
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And we sleep the night away. |
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In the morning it's not over. |
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Never see the light of day, we will have to stay here longer. |
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And we please the night to stay. |
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Everytime we feel the hunger (this darkness getting stronger) |
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Too close to care, too blind to see. |
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This city is killing me. |
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You brought me up, you got me down. |
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We'll swallow nightmares, |
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collecting nowheres, |
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we're never coming back for more. |
