| They’re making money,
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| I sit back in my seat low,
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| See my coming,
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| I’m speeding up on the city roads
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| When the lights go on,
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| Waking up action camera, even thought,
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| When the lights fade out,
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| We know exactly,
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| Where we belong
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| We’re fire throught time,
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| We are all we are,
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| Lighters to the sky,
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| Like the phoenix rise,
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| And take in higher,
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| Sitting on the front seat now,
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| Sing along to the story of my life…
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| Time is running like black&white video,
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| I’m still loving all the same songs on the radio,
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| For all we know we rise and fall but we’re still holding on,
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| We roll it up light it up you know,
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| We go exactly where we belong
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| We’re fire throught time,
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| We are all we are,
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| Lighters to the sky,
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| Like the phoenix rise,
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| And take in higher,
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| Sitting on the front seat now,
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| Sing along to the story of my life…
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| When the hope is lost nothing to do just take it slow,
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| The philosophy is a part of me all around it goes,
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| And the spark in us never will die,
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| So trust that we will roll rolling stone,
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| Now sing along to the story of my life…
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| We’re fire throught time,
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| We are all we are,
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| Lighters to the sky,
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| Like the phoenix rise, X3
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| And take in higher,
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| Sitting on the front seat now,
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| Sing along to the story of my life… |