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Turn it on |
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We can ride this storm |
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A grip of hope in our hands |
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For the coming dawn |
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Up to our necks in complexities |
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Causing us to pause |
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As we collect our thoughts |
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So don't blink if you wanna come cross the border |
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Take a look around or come test the water |
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We won't stop 'till we see the morning |
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So welcome to the quiet before the storm hits |
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Turn on, turn on the ignition |
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Everybody |
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Come on, come on and turn on the ignition [x3] |
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Comatose |
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Half-hearted |
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Room temperature's fine |
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Sleep walking, no dream is even filling our minds |
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Earth shaking |
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We be quaking like a wake up bomb |
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This ain't no trouble overseas |
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No Vietnam |
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So don't blink if you wanna come cross the border |
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Take a look around or come test the water |
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We won't stop 'till we see the morning |
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So welcome to the quiet before the storm hits |
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(Take it up a notch, come on, come on turn it up a notch.) |
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Turn on, turn on the ignition |
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Everybody |
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Come on, come on and turn on the ignition [x3] |
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Your sleep walking |
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I'm sleep walking |
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Your sleep walking |
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I'm still talking |
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Come spark the parts in me that all but died |
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Jump start my heart and wake the sleeper inside |
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Hold up the flag 'cause it's ride or die |
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Hold up the flag 'cause it's ride or die |
