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It's where you're going |
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In a dark tunnel, blindfolded |
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It's where you leave your home |
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And I follow the steps into your future |
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Like I know what's coming |
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I follow you like a stray |
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And your back says I'm looking |
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Never mind what's ahead |
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Just don't stop |
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No don't stop |
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Because I'm walking in your footsteps |
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Covering your tracks down river |
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I'm walking in your footsteps |
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Turning dust into diamonds |
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This road is not your own, it's been covered |
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It's been chartered so many times |
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Every single line every warning sign is warn down and forgotten |
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I follow you like a stray |
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And your back says I'm looking |
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Never mind what's ahead |
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Just don't stop |
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No don't stop |
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Because I'm walking in your footsteps |
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Covering your tracks down river |
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I'm walking in your footsteps |
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Turning dust into diamonds |
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Turnin' the dust into diamonds |
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Turnin' turnin' |
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So never mind what's ahead |
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Just don't stop |
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No don't stop |
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Because I'm walking in your footsteps |
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Covering your tracks down river |
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I'm walking in your footsteps |
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Turning dust into diamonds |
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Oh I'm walking in your footsteps |
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Every single one |
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Turning dust into diamonds |
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Turning dust into diamonds |
