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There's something cold inside of us. |
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There's something empty inside out hearts. |
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The bitter-sweet harmony of gentle crimes. |
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Can't you see? it's burning. |
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Afraid of being honest, afraid of showing pride. |
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The shade of self-deception, it's rising. |
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A little black devil want's to be free again. |
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A little black devil yearns for his dignity. |
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Return... repent... deliver us from evil. |
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Open your heart, open your heart for me. |
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I'm on the verge of thinking but i can hardly tell. |
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What drives us on and on, i'm shaking. |
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A little black devil want's to be free again. |
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A little black devil yearns for his dignity. |
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Return - Open your arms (open up). |
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Repent - Await your fallen star (wait for me). |
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Remind - Open your heart (open up wide / and shine on). |
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Shine bright like the sun. |
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It's 1951, shine on... forevermore. |
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Defying what i used to be. |
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Defying my belief, |
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Defying what i sacrificed. |
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Pretending sanity. |