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I'll put you back in your place |
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We'll ride a thousand miles to find out we are empty |
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And if I wrote out our sins |
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It would read a thousand lies and show us we are empty |
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Youth spent and still so young |
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If you could have her, where would you be tonight?...Tonight |
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Standing at attention |
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Dreams cascading around you like rushing water |
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Every pore is filled with hope |
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Oh, icarus tempting fate again |
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Altitude sickness setting in |
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Tradewinds bury fire from broken wings into arms below |
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The ocean losing atmosphere |
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Eyes full of stars |
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It chills you to bone |
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Paranoia translates the new tone |