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Rather be a bandit than a lover |
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I'd rather be a man with the other |
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To run the mountain down, run it down |
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Rather be a whisper in heaven |
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Than a daughter locked in your prison |
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So run the mountain down, run it down |
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You are airborne, you've got silver rays |
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Will it ever float? Will it ever soar along? |
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You are airborne, you've got silver rays |
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Will it ever float? Will it ever soar along? |
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Grip the crown like winner |
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Pretending like a beginner |
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So run the mountain down, run it down |
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You are airborne, you've got silver rays |
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Will it ever float? Will it ever soar along? |
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You are airborne, you've got silver rays |
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Will it ever float? Will it ever soar along? |
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All for the feather, did it all for your feathered hand |
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Will it ever float? Will it ever soar along? |
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All for the feather, did it all for your feathered hand |
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Will it ever float? Will it ever soar along? |
