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You were the god in the halls of time |
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You've seen them come and seen them go |
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Why can't you sleep at night |
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Maybe it's the glare of the light |
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Maybe it's something you'll never know |
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You heard the voice again last night |
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You're fooling yourself, this ain't no dream |
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Maybe it's not too late |
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You can still cheat the hand of fate |
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Just roll the dice and play the game |
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(Chorus:) |
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Legends never die |
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They keep the memory alive |
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Legends never die |
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They'll keep a part of you inside |
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You know you're not the way you seem |
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You're not a puppet on a string |
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Maybe it's not too late |
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You can still cheat the hand of fate |
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Just close your eyes and play the game |
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Tuesday morning New York Times |
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You passed away, you lost your mind, well . . . |
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We all try to play the game, |
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We all want to taste the fame |
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We'd sell our souls if the price is right |
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(Chorus) |