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This dream I'm living took a a turn for a dark side of the moon for a short ride |
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To my doom but there's no where else to go and I'm |
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Try to find my feet but it's something that will keep me from falling |
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To my demons but now they're getting closer |
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And cold winds are calling out my name, calling out and saying we |
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could have had a good time |
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I can see your (...body's/bottles... (not sure of this bit)) in the rain, with pleasure on your face |
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So try to tell em' that you won't get away with your light on |
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Cuz they'll chase you down, |
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And they'll burn ya' out |
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An' you won't get away with your light on |
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Cuz they'll chase you down |
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so you better get use to the dark |
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I feel it creeping closer to me and see |
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if i got something they need |
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(...they hold the scrolls up...(not sure about this again)) |
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quickly so i gotta escape |
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... ... |
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just trying to save him from fading away without you |
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And cold winds are calling out my name, calling out and saying |
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we could have had a good time |
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I can see your (...body's/bottles... (not sure of this bit)) in the rain, with pleasure on your face |
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So try to tell em' that you won't get away with your light on |
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Cuz they'll chase you down, |
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And they'll burn ya' out |
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An' you won't get away with your light on, |
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Cuz they'll chase you down |
