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(Connolly/Priest/Scott/Tucker) |
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Infinity |
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Like time without a friend who'll sing the song |
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If melodie should end you're dead my friend |
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Lost angels come and take control |
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Lost angels gotta keep on hold on |
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Hold on, hold on |
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Gotta get on back to the life in the street |
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Gotta get down 'cause I'm dead on my feet |
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Gotta get back to the love in the street |
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We're lost angels |
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Gotta choose the way to rock' n' roll |
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Insanity |
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I can feel the knives inside my brain |
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I stand alone at the threshold of my pain |
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Lost angels come and take control |
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Lost angels gotta keep on hold on |
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Hold on, hold on |
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Gotta get on back to the life in the street |
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Gotta get down 'cause I'm dead on my feet |
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Gotta get back to the love in the street |
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We're lost angels |
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Gotta choose the way |
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I see it now |
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All my friends inside my life appeared before my eyes |
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And returning to space to see myself dissapear |
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Lost angels come and take control |
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Lost angels gotta keep on hold on |
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Hold on, hold on |
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Gotta get on back to the life in the street |
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Gotta get down 'cause I'm dead on my feet |
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Gotta get back to the love in the street |
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We're lost angels |
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Gotta choose the way |
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Gotta get on back to the life in the street |
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Gotta get down 'cause I'm dead on my feet |
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Gotta get back to the love in the street |
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We're lost angels... |
