| It glows at night, it's just the start
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| I'm not surprised, it shook us up
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| We like to keep, some places wild
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| Like battlefields, where no one fights
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| The road that we share, the air that we breathe
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| The treasures we hide, here and there
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| The ashes of love, the signals of hate
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| The planes in the crumbling sky
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| And if someone calls or shows up at the door
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| No one will be there to answer anymore
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| We have it on tape now
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| It glows at night, it's just the start
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| I'm not surprised, it shook us up
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| We like to keep, some places wild
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| Like battlefields, where no one fights
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| A planet was born, a building decayed
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| We lifted a ton, overhead
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| What everyone knows, but never admits
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| We'll play by the rules this time
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| But if someone calls or shows up at the door
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| No one will be there to answer anymore
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| We have it on tape now
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| It glows at night, it's just the start
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| I'm not surprised, it shook us up
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| We like to keep, some places wild
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| Like battlefields, where no one fights
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| It glows at night, it's just the start
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| We're holding on, we're staying strong
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| We won't collide, we won't divide
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| We like to keep, some places wild |