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I tease it to forget when you have seen it all before |
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I will be gone through the motions as I lead you at the bar |
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You can get drinks and I will bring this city to its knees |
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I've got the answers of my sleep |
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And I'll go toe to toe with your success |
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Trading road for road |
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I will lose one hope |
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Withering but beautiful career |
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For this exercise in me |
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Look for this glory's effort |
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Take it back to go away |
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Tired of color to demise |
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Because something to believe me |
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If there's something you can trust |
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I will be dressed for the occasion |
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All the touch will turn to dust |
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And it isn't quite the same way |
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You've seen how the trick is done |
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You can feel into the masses |
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It this cold thing sets it off |
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To fill those spaces in-between |
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You can wave and wait to see |
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But there is no waste for the memory |
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And there's no room for the weak |
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And I'll go toe to toe with your success |
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Trading road for road |
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I will lose one hope |
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Withering but beautiful career |
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For this exercise in me |
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Look for this glory's effort |
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Take it back to go away |
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Tired of color to demise |
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And I'll go toe to toe with your success |
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Trading road for road |
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I will lose one hope |
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Withering but beautiful career |
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For this exercise in me |
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Look for this glory's effort |
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Take it back to go away |
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Tired of color to demise |
