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I want you dear |
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To keep me clear |
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On what it is we are |
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'Cause no else |
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Keeps me close |
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I put my faith next to you |
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I'm coming back to your city |
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To see this thing through |
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Keep track of your high hopes |
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And cloud them in truth |
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So we'll go out and tell someone |
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The way but it's long |
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What doesn't kill us |
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Keeps us all kinds of strong |
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In darker times |
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In darker minds |
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It's harder to be true |
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You laid it down |
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I let it be |
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I am so glad you turned on me |
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I'm coming back to your city |
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To see this thing through |
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Keep track of your high hopes |
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And cloud them in truth |
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So we'll go out and tell someone |
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The way but it's long |
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What doesn't kill us |
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Keeps us all kinds of strong |
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I'm coming back to your city |
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To see this thing through |
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Keep track of your high hopes |
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And cloud them in truth |
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So we'll go out and tell someone |
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The way but it's long |
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What doesn't kill us |
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Keeps us all kinds of strong |