| This town ain’t big enough for both of us
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| And it’s not me who’s gonna leave
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| There’s not enough here for the two of us
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| It doesn’t matter what you think
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| There can’t be a rapture without sin
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| You get what you’re waiting for, hold on
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| When the darkness creeps in
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| You get what you’re longing for, so long
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| When the night closes in and the hunger begins
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| The story seems to want to write itself but
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| We’re running out of ink
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| The ending credits are rolling by but
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| The silly cast don’t want to leave
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| There can’t be a rapture without sin
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| You get what you’re waiting for, hold on
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| When the darkness creeps in
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| You get what you’re longing for, so long
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| When the night closes in and the hunger begins
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| So now you see it, now you don’t
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| And this is everything you could want
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| But now you see it, now you don’t
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| You know you should hold on, but you won’t
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| You get what you’re waiting for, hold on
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| When the darkness creeps in
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| You get what you’re longing for, so long
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| When the night closes in and the hunger begins |