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Iron winter, got me cold |
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Convicted like a criminal |
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Sharp and nimble, the wind unfold |
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Got me to my feet again |
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Past the mountain I hear a cry |
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Coming from the pinnacle |
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Oh, in the distance a city shines |
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Oh, what a welcoming |
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Been to the black rock |
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Found my salvation |
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Rendered me patient |
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But wearing me thin, so I'm |
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On the way back home |
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Seen the big show thousand times |
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Got to get back what is mine |
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The only way I know |
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Feet been walking thousand miles |
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Got to get back what is mine |
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Bless the evening, show the way |
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Back to where it all began |
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Oh, undercover I made my case |
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I'm quietly a gentleman |
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Man, to be a fool is such a waste |
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He'll eat until he's sick of it |
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Why not stop when you find your place |
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And be happy that you made it in |
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Been to the black rock |
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Found my salvation |
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Rendered me patient |
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But wearing me thin so I'm |
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On the way back home |
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Seen the big show thousand times |
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Got to get back what is mine |
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The only way I know |
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Feet been walking, thousand miles |
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Got to get back what is mine |
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What is mine, fallen time, yeah |
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On the way back home |
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Feet been walking thousand miles |
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Got to get back what is mine |
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The only way I know |
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Feet been walking thousand miles |
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Got to get back what is mine |
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On the way back home |
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I'm on my way |
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You know I'm on my way back |
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The only way I know |
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Getting what is mine |
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Gonna get it back, give it back now |
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I've come so far tonight |
