| I let it go
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| I let it go
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| I let it go
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| I let it go
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| I’m a bird I’m a plane
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| In a digital dream
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| I move around in the sound
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| Is this real what I seems can it be
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| My fantasy
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| My fantasy
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| It’s the beat of the place like the deep of the riff
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| I put my fist in the air
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| To the sweet symphony that I love
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| In the sound
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| In the sound
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| I put my fist in the air
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| I put my wings in the air
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| I put my fist in the air to the sweets of the name
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| And I drown in the sound which flows with me
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| I’m with me
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| I’m with over me
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| Is this real what I feel
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| Or am I deep in fantasy
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| Have I been here before
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| Or is it ghost in the machine
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| Have I been here before
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| Have I
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| Have I been here before
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| Have I been here before
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| Or is it ghost
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| Or is it ghost in the machine
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| Or is it ghost in the machine
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| Or is it ghost in the machine
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| I put my fist in the air
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| I put my wings in the air
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| I put my fist in the air to the sweets of the name
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| And I drown in the sound which flows with me
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| I’m with me
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| I’m with over me
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| Invincibility |