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They tell him that he should be dead |
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Radionic thugs are getting in his head |
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He sorts it out by sound and vibe |
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Knowing that it's all true and it's a lie |
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In your head ... |
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Tries to wrap his car around a tree |
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But his vehicle never lets him down |
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His lot is hard but he don't mind |
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Destination written clearly underline |
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In your head ... |
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Invisibly he duels without a gun |
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Impervious to everything but western sun |
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He breathes in eastern air |
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Bullets flying past him but he don't care |
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After the light enters the eye |
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It's all the truth and it's a lie |
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With evil creatures lurking underground |
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Why are luck and love among the things you've found |
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In your head. |
