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Daybreak, nightfall, long as I believe |
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There ain't nothing glowing like the skin you're showin' and the keys you gave to me |
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Nightjails, poolhalls, some things are everywhere |
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So for the past I'm diggin' a grave so big, it will swallow up the sea |
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Oh I know... that it's easy... there's no trouble waitin' for me |
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Dancefloors, headlights, in my blood there's gasoline |
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For an urban boy on a dirty tour I never felt so clean |
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Loaded questions in an automatic world |
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You just won't be seein' the things you need, as if you thought you would |
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Oh, I know... it's never easy... when there's trouble waitin' for me |
