| I scratched my name into the table.
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| The knife and fork just fucking lay there.
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| I orchestrate a day of routine elements.
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| These letters are are so old and faded.
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| And in the end we’ll burn in history.
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| I’ll take a chance and fall in love tonight.
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| I’m lost and found. |
| So lost again.
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| I wonder as I’m wandering.
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| I used to paint myself with sentiment.
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| But all my colors always turned to gray.
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| I spent the night out on the wire again.
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| But I wasn’t looking for a savior…
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| And in the end we’ll burn in history.
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| I’ll take a chance and fall in love tonight.
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| I’m lost and found. |
| So lost again.
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| I don’t worry when I’m wandering.
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| Great Lake — I don’t need a Great Escape.
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| Tonight — I’ve got this city on my side.
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| And in the end we’ll burn in history.
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| I could fall in love with her tonight.
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| I’m lost and found. |
| So lost again.
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| Nothing to do but keep on wandering.
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| We can live with our mistakes.
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| Yeah all my friends are going out tonight.
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| And I can’t sit here just waiting for another day to die…
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| Fuck all this ancient history.
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| Fuck all this ancient history.
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| Fuck all this ancient history. |