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I walk the city late at night. |
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does everyone here do the same? |
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I want to be the things I see, |
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give every face and place my name. |
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I cross the street, take a right, |
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pick up the pace, pass a fight. |
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Did I grow up just to stay home? |
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I'm not immune---I love this tune. |
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I wanna love more. |
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I just wanna love more. |
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I wanna love more. |
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I just wanna love more. |
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I wanna love more. |
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I just wanna love more. |
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I wanna love more. |
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I just wanna love more. |
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I drag the city late at night. |
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It's in my mouth, it's in my hair. |
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the people fill the city |
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because the city fills the people, oh yeah. |
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I cross the street, avoid the freeze |
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a city's warmer by a couple of degrees. |
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the smell of food, the smell of rain. |
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I'm not immune---I love this tune. |
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I wanna love more. (there's a river in my head.) |
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I just wanna love more. (there's a river in my head.) |
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I wanna love more. (there's a river in my head.) |
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I just wanna love more. (there's a river in my head.) |
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I wanna love more. (there's a river in my head.) |
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I just wanna love more. (there's a river in my head.) |
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I wanna love more. (there's a river in my head.) |
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I just wanna love more. (there's a river in my head.) |
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the only way out is down. |
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the only way up is down. |
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the days roll by like thunder |
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like a storm that's never breaking, |
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all my time and space compressed |
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in the low pressure proceedings, |
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and they beat against the sides of my life, |
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and the roads all lead behind me, |
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so I wrap the wheel around me and |
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I go out. (there's a river in my head.) |
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I'll take you home and make it easy. |
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I'll take you home and make it easy. |
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love more. |
