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Please remember the nights that we spent |
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In the city where you lay, we were young and nearly famous |
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But lightning strikes, buildings fall, and everything did change |
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Come on, Dakota |
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Tell me you don't wish |
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I was still the same |
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I know a man dressed as a woman, heels, curly wig and nails |
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Fell for a boy who sold him powder and pills |
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And the younger boy with the older man, he made it all wrong |
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And in Dakota |
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These awful things burn away with the sun |
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Yes, in Dakota |
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These awful things are gone with morning sun |
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There was a boy who sang his song just different |
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So they stabbed him in the arms |
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Blood washed down him like a faucet |
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He cried for help and no one came, he died in the rain |
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And in Dakota |
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One day he will wake up unchanged |
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Yes, in Dakota |
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One day you will wake up unchained |
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Please remember the nights we spent alone |
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In the city where you lay, we are young and nearly famous |
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But thunder cracks and buildings burn, everything will change |
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Come on, Dakota |
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I know we can always be the same |
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And in Dakota |
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I know we can always be the same |
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Yes, in Dakota |
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It's okay to feel a little strange |