| Cracked like a stone
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| The fever’s coming back
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| Hide 21 landmines
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| Underneath your tracks
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| I tell you all of my secrets
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| I give you all that I have
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| Just to taste your weakness
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| And watch your world go mad
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| I wanna know what you’re doing
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| I wanna know what you think
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| I’m just trying to ruin
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| This beat in perfect sync
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| I’ll be a part of your movement
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| I’ll be your flag in the streets
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| Burn down all the bridges
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| Till you rest in peace
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| On and on
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| I do not get what I choose
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| I ain’t got much to lose
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| (I said) On and on
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| I will find an excuse
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| To keep away the blues
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| Every day is like survival
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| As a disciple
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| Of the truth
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| You can read it in the titles
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| To lead the revival
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| Of eternal youth
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| I wanna know what you’re doing
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| I wanna know what you think
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| I’m just trying to ruin
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| This beat in perfect sync
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| (I said) On and on
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| I will find an excuse
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| I ain’t got much to lose
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| Every day is like survival
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| As a disciple
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| Of the truth
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| You can read it in the titles
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| To lead the revival
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| Of eternal youth
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| I’ve been kept inside a cage
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| Between the peanuts and the rage
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| Up the ladder to high scores
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| I’ve got my share, but I want more
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| Run until my lungs collapse
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| Fight so hard not to relapse
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| Charity outside these walls
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| Hiding inside shopping malls
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| (Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio)
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| I’ve been kept inside a cage
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| Between the peanuts and the rage
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| (Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio)
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| Up the ladder to high scores
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| I’ve got my share, but I want more
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| (Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio)
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| Run until my lungs collapse
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| Fight so hard not to relapse
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| (Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio)
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| Charity outside these walls
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| Hiding inside shopping malls |