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I've been running around |
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And I'm tired |
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I can feel the ground |
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Caving in |
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I can't see a thing |
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But I would not trust myself |
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With anything |
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It's a question of pride |
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And how to behave |
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Losing your skin |
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Or to be saved |
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Cursing your fate |
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The say that man can kill |
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The one he hates |
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Save me I |
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Am so tired of running around |
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Save me I |
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Oh I need help (Navegando |
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Sem parar) |
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Oh I need help (Navegando |
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Contra O Mar) |
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And I've tried to be tough |
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And live in town |
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But finding so hard |
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Just to get around |
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Before you can stop |
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A light comes flooding in |
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And tumbling down |
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But it's a rational tide |
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For goodness sakes |
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It's what you can buy |
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And how much it takes |
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Like learning to fly |
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But I would not bind my faith |
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To anything |
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Save me I |
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Am so tired of running around |
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Save me I |
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Oh I need help (Navegando |
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Sem parar) |
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Oh I need help (Navegando |
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Contra O Mar) |
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Oh I need help (Navegando) |
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Oh I need |
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(Sem parar) |
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Oh I need help (Navegando) |
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Oh I need |
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(Contra O Mar) |
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I've been running around |
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And I'm tired... |