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The city's getting bigger but everybody slowly moves away |
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Your accents gets thicker |
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The plot is getting thinner every day and planes are getting higher |
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The oil is getting deep below our feet |
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The sun is on fire |
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At least that is the word out on the street |
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The dust will never settle, we're always on the run |
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The dust will never settle |
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Work is never done |
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The lights are burning brighter |
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Everybody has a number and a price |
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This tide is getting higher |
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We're all drowning in a world of good advice |
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You believe in short of nothing |
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Cos nothing cannot be taken away |
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The sun is on fire and this city will be gone within a day |
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This city will be gone within a day |
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The dust will never settle, we're always on the run |
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The dust will never settle |
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Work is never done |
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The dust will never settle, we're always on the run |
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The dust will never settle |
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Work is never done |
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Go from here |
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I'll take you down |
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Take you deeper out of town |
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If we ever make it out of here |
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I love this city but it's burning to the ground |
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It's burning to the ground |
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The dust will never settle, we're always on the run |
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The dust will never settle |
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The dust will never settle, we're always on the run |
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The dust will never settle |
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Work is never done |
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Work is never done |
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Work is never |
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Work is never done |