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Are you coming down to watch me go? |
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There's something wrong about this road |
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The way it turns |
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Lady luck played us out |
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There's something naked out of touch |
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Something's fading, something's lost |
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Is that alright? |
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Nothing is here to grow |
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Who was I a week ago |
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I don't think |
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I'll ever know |
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But it's alright |
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Everything's changing |
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Just hold your breath and you will find |
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There's a way to leave it all behind |
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We are the common divided |
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With the thunder rolling from the sea |
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There's a storm that hits so sing with me |
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Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh-oh! |
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Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh-oh! |
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This is where we use to turn |
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It brings another stain to the curve |
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I wipe my eyes |
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The colors are fading slow |
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Are you coming down to watch me go? |
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Lights are blinding on this road |
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I'm losing touch |
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When do I hit the ground? ' |
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Cause I don't think |
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I'll ever sleep |
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Lay another hand on me ' |
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Cause it's alright |
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Everything's changing |
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Just hold your breath and you will find |
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There's a way to leave it all behind |
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We are the common divided |
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With the thunder rolling from the sea |
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There's a storm that hits so sing with me |
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Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh-oh! |
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Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh-oh! |
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Are you coming to see me rise? |
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I don't think you can |
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And I don't think you will, no |
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Are you coming to see me rise? |
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I don't think you can |
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And I don't think you will |
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Just hold your breath and you will find |
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There's a way to leave it all behind |
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We are the common divided |
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With the thunder rolling from the sea |
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There's a storm that hits so sing with me |
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Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh-oh! |
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Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh-oh! |
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Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh-oh! |
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Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh-oh! |
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Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh-oh! |