| Will there be blood
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| Yeah, there will be rivers of blood
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| Will there be blood
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| Yeah, there will be rivers of blood
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| You know I’m here now
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| To lead you I’m the chosen one
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| But why, oh, why
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| I have nothing to give you yet
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| God you took me aside
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| And whispered the words right through my mind
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| With an urgency of hurricanes
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| The whispers whirled like hurricanes
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| Through my past, my future, my life
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| Will there be darkness
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| And only moments of lights
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| Will there be a heart that beats too fast to cease
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| I’m running out in the night
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| The machinery of night
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| Is pumping pumping
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| My heart is pounding as well
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| I need to climb down the stairs
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| Fly down the escalators
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| Goodbye kids now, see you later
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| Running down to the platform where
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| The ghosts and shadows wait for me
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| Goodbye life, take care
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| You might think I’m a pale light of history now
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| But I am your future, the blazing light, the neon light
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| And I can not be wrong
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| Until I have been right
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| Oh, you see, it’s too soon
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| For these rivers of blood
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| But he made up his mind
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| He took me aside
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| Blew sand in my eyes
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| Led me like you lead a blind
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| Down in the maze
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| I’m almost lost in this haze
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| Hey, hey, he gave me a kiss
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| A gorgeous long dangerous demanding kiss
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| Don’t stop it yet
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| This magnetism
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| Oh, he sucked the air out of my lungs
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| Come on you crazy people
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| Line up after me
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| 'Cause I’m the craziest of you all
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| We are the wind that blows
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| Between the trains
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| From one station to the next
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| The flickering breeze
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| The chill that makes you freeze
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| We’re the future
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| You’re the past
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| You’re standing at the platform, right
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| Are you waiting for my train
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| Oh God, will there be blood
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| Need to climb down the stairs
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| Fly down the escalators
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| To the platform
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| Listen
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| I’m here fifty years too soon |