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see, I was born the second child |
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with a spirit running wild, running free |
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and they saw trouble in my eyes |
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they were quick to recognize the devil in me |
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see, I was born a restless child |
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and I could hear the world outside calling me |
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and heaven knows how hard I tried |
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but the devil whispered lies I believed |
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can you hear it hanging on the wind? |
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can you feel it underneath your skin? |
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you've got to go on, further than you've ever gone |
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you've got to run far from all you've ever known |
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you've got to run far from all you've ever known |
