| Born under bright lights
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| Hearts beat, we’re alive
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| Trying to be kings and queens
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| If we’re lucky we’re raised under love
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| But some of us starve, never get enough
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| Then we carry that weight up, up
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| They say we’re running out of heroes
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| I say they’re looking in the wrong place
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| 'Cause if they really want a hero
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| It’s in the way, in the way, you take away the pain
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| All night I sleep on a time bomb
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| With you by side it never goes off
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| They say we’re running out of heroes
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| They don’t see, you and me
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| And the secret that we both know
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| Hard falls, long nights
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| So few sympathize
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| We stand up, carry on breathing
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| We can choose to brave it alone
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| Gain the world while we lose our souls
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| But to save is beautiful
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| They say we’re running out of heroes
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| I say they’re looking in the wrong place
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| 'Cause if they really want a hero
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| It’s in the way, in the way, you take away the pain
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| All night I sleep on a time bomb
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| With you by side it never goes off
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| They say we’re running out of heroes
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| They don’t see, you and me
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| And the secret that we both know |