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(there's life underground) |
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I feel it all around / i feel it in my bones |
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My life is on the line / when i'm away from home |
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When i step out the door / the jungle is alive |
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I do not trust my ears / i don't believe my eyes |
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I will not fall in love / i cannot risk the bet |
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Cause hearts are fragile toys / so easy to forget |
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It's just another day / there's murder in the air |
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It drags me when i walk / i smell it everywhere |
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It's just another day / where people cling to light |
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To drive away the fear / that comes with every night |
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It's just another . . . . . . . it's just another day |
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It's just another . . . . . . . it's just another day . . . |
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It's just another day--when people wake from dreams |
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With voices in their ears--that will not go away |
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I had a dream last night / the world was set on fire |
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And everywhere i ran / there wasn't any water |
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The temperature increased / the sky was crimson red |
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The clouds turned into smoke / and everyone was dead |
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(but) there's a smile on my face . . . for everyone |
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There's a golden coin . . . that reflects the sun |
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There's a lonely place . . . that's always cold |
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There's a place in the stars . . . for when you get old |
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There's razors in my bed / that come out late at night |
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They always disappear / before the morning light |
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I'm dreaming again / of life underground |
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It doesn't ever move / it doesn't make a sound |
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And just when i think--that things are in their place |
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The heavens are secure--the whole thing explodes in my face |
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