| It’s Monday morning
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| And I would kill for a chance to drive
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| Get so far away from here with you my dear
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| That I’ll never leave your side
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| Nobody knows the troubles I’ve seen
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| In a van, on a soapbox for the world to see
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| Miles away, and I wish this didn’t mean so much to me
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| To be a monument for the rest of them
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| Miles away, and I wish this didn’t mean so much to me
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| To be a monument for the rest of them
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| We’re getting older
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| I’ve started to fear for my life
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| Is this the way that it should be?
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| This whole thing’s riding on me
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| It’s been a long road so far
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| With nowhere to turn
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| There’s no looking back from here
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| No more dwelling on my fears
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| Miles away, and I wish this didn’t mean so much to me
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| To be a monument for the rest of them
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| Miles away, and I wish this didn’t mean so much to me
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| To be a monument for the rest of them
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| Twenty bucks says you’ll remember me
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| When you see me on your TV screen
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| It may be the first time
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| But it won’t be the last time
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| Twenty bucks says you’ll remember me
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| When you see me on your TV screen
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| It may be the first time
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| But it won’t be the last time
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| Twenty bucks says you’ll remember me
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| When you see me on your TV screen
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| It may be the first time
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| But it won’t be the last time
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| And I’ll scream
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| So loud that everyone in this place
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| Will hear every word I say
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| Cause this is my time, this is my time to shine
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| Let nothing stand in our way
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| And I’ll scream
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| So loud that everyone in this place
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| Will hear every word I say
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| Cause this is my time, this is my time to shine
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| Let nothing stand in our way
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| Twenty bucks says you’ll remember me
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| When you see me on your TV screen
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| It may be the first time
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| But it won’t be the last time |