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Skies ripped open by the sun |
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Daylight comes but not soon enough |
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Speed down your track in search of you |
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Strapped to the back of what we do |
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?? |
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Over to you to make it work |
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Ages have changed ? |
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I'd rather starve than fake alive |
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Lost to the cities of the night |
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Lost in the world to make it right |
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[chorus] |
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Heart |
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Break |
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Hreat-break and novocain |
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Whoa help the pain |
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I'm out of control |
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I'm a hurricane |
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Hitting it hard, i'm broken down |
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I'm out of control, i'm in a hurricane |
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Win some ground but lose you |
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It's never explained how to make it through |
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No rope, no cash no serpentine |
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Our love, building on a bonfire |
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[chorus] |
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Good to see you follow |
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Good to see you come again |
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[chorus] |
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(all these miles of water) |
