| It started out when I was just a young kid
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| No matter what I did
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| I couldn’t get enough of it
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| I was a broken one, a trigger on a loaded gun
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| I could show you my scars
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| And how to get some
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| I’ve never been one to fight fair on my own
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| But this has taken me down, now I can’t get home
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| I’ve been a dark horse
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| Running for way too long
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| Chasing down dreams
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| Where I don’t belong
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| And I could try
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| for the rest of my life
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| To give up everything
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| while I beg to die
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| I’ve been a wild one
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| Playing for way too long
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| In and outta games where I’ve never belonged
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| So tell me what it means
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| Can anybody tell me what it means
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| To be Free
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| A chain without a lock I don’t know how to stop
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| Underneath my skin
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| A hunger that will never quit
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| I’ve been a broken one a trigger on a loaded gun
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| I can show my scars and how to get some
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| I’ve never been one to fight fair on my own
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| But this has taken me down, now I can’t get home
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| I’ve been a dark horse
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| Running for way too long
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| Chasing down dreams
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| Where I don’t belong
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| And I could try
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| for the rest of my life
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| To give up everything
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| while I beg to die
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| I’ve been a wild one
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| Playing for way too long
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| In and outta games where I’ve never belonged
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| So tell me what it means
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| Can anybody tell me what it means
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| To be Free
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| All I wanted to see was you face to face
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| All you wanted from me was the chase
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| I’m a dark horse on the coarse on the run
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| A dark force chasing me like I’m Forrest Gump
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| I’m on the floor but I’m begging for the Lord to come
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| I’m in a war for my soul but I ain’t got a gun
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| I need a cure for the disease that I suffer from
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| Who will set me free
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| Can I find someone
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| Freedom! |