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Touch fire, just to taste the truth |
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Say ["You're gonna die young."] |
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So are you |
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We chase the lightning, 'cause we need to move |
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This is our science, we've got nothing to prove |
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Tell me where you're going with that knife in your hand, yeah |
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Tell me what you're thinking, boy, what do you got planned? |
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See I don't trust your smile, |
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I know your daddy lets you run wild as the wind |
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I saw you touch her eyelids and |
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I can see you want so clearly to kiss her lips |
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I got friend who walks the strip with a gun on his hip |
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His reason is this: if people caught a glimpse they won't be talking shit |
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And he can rest his heavy fists, he got hands to take teeth |
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He don't need quarters to coax them from lips |
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To you, this is as crazy as it gets |
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To the man with the bruises on hands, it only makes sense, yeah |
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And that's the way that he is [(tooth-taker)] |
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And that's the way that |
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I liveI wasn't born in a boxcar, when |
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I die bury me with crossed arms |
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Underneath the tree up in the back yard |
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Lip that coin in my pocket, yeah, it's a lost art |
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Living what you're giving till it finally stops hearts |
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When us good guys die, we hope those that survive |
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Can spin a solid lie to make us look real hard' |
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Cause we ain't tough, tell em |
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Stef[(We just deal with whatever comes up)] |
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This is for those who can't take a hint, find a hundred neighbors |
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Ask if they could change their life, then what would they do different |
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Would it be little shifts or would it be some hidden dream |
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From the bitter deep that no one even knows exists |
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To me it makes sense |
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You can waste your time tossing blades of grass at the wind |
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That you could swing fists and if it sinks ships |
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Bury me at sea with my arms crossed and a smile upon my pink lips |
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Tell me this, put up your fingertips |
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If you're living your life exactly the way that you wished, yeah |
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And for the rest of us with our hands on our hips |
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Our work is never done, we are |
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SisyphusTell me where you're going with that knife in your hand, yeah |
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Tell me what you're thinking, boy, what do you got planned? |
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I don't trust your smile, |
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I know your daddy lets you run wild, wild as the wind |
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I saw you touch her eyelids and |
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I can see you want so clearly to kiss |
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Kiss, kiss, kiss her lips |
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Touch fire [(touch fire)] |
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Just to taste the truth [(just to taste the truth)] |
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Say ["You're gonna die young."] [(you're gonna die young)] |
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So are you [(so are you)] |
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We chase the lightning [(we chase the lightning)]' |
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Cause we need to move [('cause we need to move)] |
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This is our science [(this is our science)] |
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We've got nothing to prove [(we've got nothing to prove)] |
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So you touch fire [(touch fire)] |
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Just to taste the truth [(just to taste the truth)] |
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Say ["You're gonna die young."] [(you're gonna die young)] |
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So are you [(so are you)] |
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We chase the lightning [(we chase the lightning)]' |
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Cause we need to move [('cause we need to move)] |
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This is our science [(this is our science)] |
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We've got nothing to prove [(we've got nothing to prove)]. |
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Touch fire |