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The road is endless and he walks alone |
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In his own mind he is walkin' home |
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But what he runs from are demons that will tag along |
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And drag down at the duster of a vagabond |
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He keeps movin' now only to slow the wrath |
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Carryin' a switch blade and a photograph |
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Longin' for a past, still he tries to start anew |
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And he hasn't giving up yet but he's starting to |
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See, he's driven every one of his dream cars down memory lane |
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Spent nights out in the white house and of course joy rides on every plane |
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Thinks he's keepin' it sane, cooled by the rain, takin' his aim, fueled by the pain |
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Of dreamin' again and again of a life he'll never get to regain |
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Walkin' in a world he's never known but he always knew |
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That in these streets he stands alone, never still he passes through |
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On the move, leavin' everywhere he goes without a trace |
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Mindful of manufactured memories that have been erased [Hook] |
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I run, but |
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I fall Can anyone, anyone at all |
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See what I see now |
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As the world ends tonight |
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How long, can |
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I go And will |
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I last, even when |
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I know That there's no way out |
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As the world ends tonight [Verse 2] |
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Hate in his heavy heart, wind on his weathered face |
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Struggles he hopes will him find a better place |
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Rememberin' everything he had and what it was |
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Wishin' he could lose this memory wonderin' what it does |
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This life has him questioning his will to fight |
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But being left for dead doesn't go and make it right |
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Cause baron city blocks will make him tare his eyes out |
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Starved for the answers he falls down and cries out |
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Why me, me of all people |
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The same Adam you built before me |
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I am just the sequel |
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I am just an equal of any man, every man |
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That walked this earth before me please tell me that you give a damn |
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Give me something |
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I can hold, show me something |
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I can see |
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Loneliness is gettin' cold, |
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I need you here in front of me |
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Tell me to my face and rid me of the fear |
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Why me? Why am |
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I the last one here? [Hook] [Bridge] |
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And as he looks around the cars are passing by |
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And faces line the streets, staring as he hides |
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Spending all this time alone and trapped within |
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The world had stayed the same, the one who'd left was him [Hook] |
