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We're not the ones to blame |
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Burning passions mixed with pain |
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Past the point of no return |
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Nothing stays the same |
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The streets become our home |
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Restless souls out on our own |
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Chasing the unknown |
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In the still of the night |
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With nowhere to turn |
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We took a roll of the dice |
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And we learn |
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And in the still of the night |
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Streets of fire will burn |
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As we run for our lives |
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To survive |
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Yeah |
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Voices in the dark |
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Calling us to play a part |
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Little be known the razor's edge |
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Have we gone too far? |
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Every chance that we take |
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There is a price that must be paid |
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It's easy come and easy go |
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But we are here to stay |
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Yeah! |
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In the still of the night |
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With nowhere to turn |
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We took a roll of the dice |
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And we learn |
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In the still of the night |
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Streets of fire will burn |
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As we run for our lives |
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To survive |
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Yeah |
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Oh! |
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In the still of the night (Of the night) |
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With nowhere to turn |
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We took a roll of the dice |
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And we learn |
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And in the still of the night |
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Streets of fire will burn |
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As we run, run for our lives |
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To survive |
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To survive |
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To survive |
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And where do I turn |
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In the still of the night |
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And what did I learn |
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In the still of the night |
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The fires still burn, yeah |
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Yeah, yeah |
