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a new decade |
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the radio plays the sounds we made |
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and everything seems to feel just right |
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coming through your lonely mind |
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well i've seen things |
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that scared and bruised and left me blind |
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so come on, listen along with me |
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i think you need a little company |
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and how long will i run for? |
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who am i running from? |
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and it makes sense |
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the youth coming up and making you dance |
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coz i've got something inside of me |
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so come on i could use the company |
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and how long will i run for? |
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who am i running from? |
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but now i've seen my face on a cardboard wall |
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nobody comes, nobody calls |
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and how long will i run for? |
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who am i running from? |
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teenage tears sting my eyeballs |
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in a town where i wasn't born |
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and i will never suffer |
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so come on, come on, come on |
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but now i see my face in a cardboard wall |
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nobody comes, nobody calls |
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if your looking for me |
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i'm there and it's true |
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if your looking for me out there it's true |
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if your looking for me |
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i'm looking for you |