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We are the drunks and the dreamers |
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The criers and cheaters |
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The ones you'll find down on our knees |
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We are the fortunate ones |
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We are the fortunate ones |
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We are fleers and fighters |
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Lying back biters |
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Begging against a reprise |
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We are the fortunate ones |
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We are the fortunate ones |
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We're the lovers and liars |
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Starting small fires |
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Burning our hearts to the ground |
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And we are the fortunate ones |
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We are the fortunate ones |
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We are greedy and growling |
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Full moon howling |
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If only they hear it out load |
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We are the fortunate ones |
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We are the fortunate ones |
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We are the fortunate ones |
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The fuel in this crazy machine |
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For dreaming the things that we dream |
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For saying the things that we say when we say |
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We are light of day sleepers |
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Midnight mistreaters |
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Keeping the monsters at bay |
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We are the fortunate ones |
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We are the fortunate ones |
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We are the fortunate ones |
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The fuel in this crazy machine |
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For dreaming the things that we dream |
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For saying the things that we say when we say |
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We're the raging pretenders |
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The five time offenders |
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Hurting nobody more than ourselves |
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We are the fortunate ones |
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We are the fortunate ones |
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We're impossible light |
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And we're holding on tight |
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To hearts we took down from the shelves |
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We are the fortunate ones |
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We are the fortunate ones |
