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Like all good kids from broken homes |
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You travel light and walk alone |
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Make no fuss, keep your cards off the table |
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Stand up straight in a sea of suntable |
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You like to leave no trace behind |
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Prefer to be on no one's mind |
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Your drinks were spiked and your thoughts were stolen |
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Before you knew it the web was woven |
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Ah... So ride hard, ride alone |
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Ah... Deal with it on your own |
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Ah... What you gonna do I feel with you |
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'Cos I'm a nightrider too |
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A house of cards on shaky land |
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Slowly sinking in the sand |
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Ridin' down tonite, there is blood on the tracks |
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And something big behind you tryin' to pull you back |
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Ah... So ride hard, ride alone |
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Ah... Face the music on your own |
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Ah... What you gonna do I feel with you |
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'Cos I'm a nightrider too |
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So much water since that day |
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But some things never go away |
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Lots of darkness in the past |
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All those years went by so fast |
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Ah... So ride hard, ride alone |
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Ah... Deal with it on your own |
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Ah... What you gonna do I feel with you |
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'Cos I'm a nightrider too |
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I'm a nightrider too |
