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On the street of villains taken for a ride |
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you can have the devil as a guide |
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crippled by the boundaries, programmed into guilt |
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'til your nervous system starts to tilt. |
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And in the room of mirrors you can see for miles |
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but everything that's there is in disguise |
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every word you've uttered and every thought you've had |
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is all inside your file, the good and the bad. |
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But in the rising sun you can feel your life begin |
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universe at play inside your DNA |
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you're a billion years old today |
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oh the rising sun and the place it's coming from |
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is inside of you and now your payment's overdue |
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oh the rising sun, oh the rising sun. |
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On the avenue of sinners I have been employed |
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working there 'til I was near destroyed |
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I was almost a statistic inside a doctor's case |
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when I heard the messenger from inner space |
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he was sending me a signal that so for long I had ignored |
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but he held on to my umbilical cord |
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until the ghost of memory trapped in my body mind |
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came out of hiding to become alive. |
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And in the rising sun you can hear your life begin |
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and it's here and there nowhere and everywhere |
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though it's atmosphere is rare |
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oh the rising sun and the place that it's coming from |
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is inside of me and now I feel it constantly |
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oh the rising sun, oh the rising sun, |
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oh the rising sun. |
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But in the rising sun you can feel your life begin |
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universe at play inside your DNA |
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you're a billion years old today |
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oh the rising sun and the place it's coming from |
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is inside of you and now your payment's overdue |
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oh the rising sun, oh the rising sun, o |
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h the rising sun. |
