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You get up every morning to the same old song |
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But it's tearing you up inside |
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'Cos life means more ... to you... |
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Than only just making it through |
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Feel like you're caught in a prison cell |
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Once you're in, there's no way out |
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You're doing time, what's your crime |
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It's burning in the back of your mind |
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Chorus 1: |
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You start to dream about running away and leaving it all behind |
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You just pack your bags and go |
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Do it or you'll never know |
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Chorus 2: |
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Ride the streets of freedom, it's time to do or die |
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You can't stop believing, you just say goodbye |
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Ride the streets of freedom (2) |
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You can barely make it through the week |
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You're just working but you never see |
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Just what it means ... to live... |
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For the things you've had to give |
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Streets are crazy, but you don't mind 'cos you've seen them all before |
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So was it just a dream |
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Now you know what your life can mean |
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Ride the streets of freedom, it's time to do or die |
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You can't stop believing, you just say goodbye |
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Ride the streets of freedom (2) |
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Ride them, ride |
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The roads has got you hypnotized and you're feeling like you've never felt |
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before |
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Hold on, just one more time and I know ... you'll be alright |
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Chorus 1 & 2 |
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Chorus 2 |