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it was something you said about the way it goes |
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that was making me think, "i'm jamming the controls" |
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i need something to help me see |
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how fast i'm moving now |
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i can see it all clear, but i don't know why |
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cause i know in my mind, i've got to try my luck |
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i've got nothing left to lose |
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now i'm watching my whole life flash before my eyes |
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i can picture myself on the edge of a desert plain |
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it's the sound of my voice |
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through the force of the wind and rain |
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as i open my eyes i can now see the sky transform |
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i'm looking into the eye of the electric storm |
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i've got cranked into overdrive |
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that's all that's keeping me alive |
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i need more than couple thousand volts |
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to keep the thunder rolling now |
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i'm hoping these clouds won't dissipate |
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and i'm praying to god that it's not too late |
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i've got to make my way up to the top |
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to the place where the lightening bolts |
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come crashing down |
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now i'm standing up tall |
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with my hands reaching towards the sky |
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i'll be searching for something more until the day i die |
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the rain on my face feels cold but the wind is warm |
