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So D.T. returned |
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To the ground he had burned in the past |
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And the press they all laughed |
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And they said it never lasts |
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Well the crowd they came in |
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Just to see a man back from the dead |
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As he stood on the stage |
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It echoed in his head |
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When you're skating on ice too thin to take it |
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You got to move fast or else you'll break it |
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So throw back your hair and let the wind rush by |
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And you're alive |
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So people take care when you're chasing a dream in the night |
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That the walls of the past don't interrupt your flight |
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Never stop never turn |
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Never look never learn |
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So they say |
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Somewhere in time we must pay |
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For yesterdays |
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When you're skating on ice too thin to take it |
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Got to move fast or else you'll break it |
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Throw back your hair and let the wind rush by |
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And you're alive |
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Yeah you're alive |
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And you're alive |
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And you're alive |
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All right |
