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By the look on your face |
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I can feel the fire |
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into my eyes that are turning blue |
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I can't believe |
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you can fly me higher |
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into the sun and it gets me through |
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Wake up and see |
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how the greats have fallen |
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buried in bones in a sea of red |
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can't get enough |
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of my body rottin' |
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help me to rise 'cause I'm almost dead |
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The shoots are low |
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like I said it |
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they're turning me |
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The shoots are low |
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don't forget it |
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right on my knee |
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And I want you to know |
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that it ain't so easy |
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looking at you from the other side |
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I'm losin' my mind |
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and I'm gettin' dizzy |
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throw me away throw me far and wide |
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I want you to rise |
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if you see me cryin' |
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look at my eyes they are blue no more |
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Tell me your prize |
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get away and leave me |
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look at my head as it's burnin' low |
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The shoots are low |
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like I said it |
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they're turning me |
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The shoots are low |
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don't forget it |
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right on my knee |