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She was screaming bloody murder and |
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I'll never forget |
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How look of her eyes or the taste of her sweat said |
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Boy you gotta get away, get away while you can |
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They've been hiding in the darkness and on every road |
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And there is nothing you can do that might save your soul |
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And they're hiding in the shadows and they're here to control |
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Cause you can't control yourself |
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So whoa-oh-oh-oh |
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This is the way it goes |
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Cause you find me bound and chainless in another's arms |
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And go-oh-oh-oh |
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I'm singing it straight to you |
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Cause I'm leaving you honest |
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Just say what you promise |
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We can't all be gods and superstars |
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And superficial cigarette burns a storm in the gate |
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Leaving lovely little letters telling me how to taste |
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And you can hear him singing chorus after chorus, your fate |
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Is going to take us to the top |
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She's got the ashes on her wrist you watch her move her to the beat |
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And every eerie of the new with everybody she needs |
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She knows the riddle of the city she can feel it in the streets |
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She would rather feel a change |
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So whoa-oh-oh-oh |
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Whoa-oh-oh-oh |
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So whoa-oh-oh-oh |
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This is the way it goes |
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Cause you find me bound and chainless in another's arms |
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And go-oh-oh-oh |
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I'm singing it straight to you |
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Cause I'm leaving you honest |
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Just say what you promise |
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We can't all be gods and superstars |
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Why do we have to fight fair |
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This doesn't have to be our hour |
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We lose ours |
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And take my hand here |
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It shouldn't be that hard to be |
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Just her and me |
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So whoa-oh-oh-oh |
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Whoa-oh-oh-oh |
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So whoa-oh-oh-oh |
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This is the way it goes |
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Cause you find me bound and chainless in another's arms |
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And go-oh-oh-oh |
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I'm singing it straight to you |
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Cause I'm leaving you honest |
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Just say what you promise |
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We can't all be gods and superstars |
