| The devil got a chip on his shoulder
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| He caught me I was paying up
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| He got me I was stone cold sober
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| Somehow he still showed up
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| I’ve been running on an open road
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| Since those seven rainbows
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| I’ve been running to a future I might see
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| How long can these streets be empty?
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| How long can these streets be empty?
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| The honeysuckle’s creeping like an animal
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| The tumbleweed has all blown out
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| I went to find food for my soul
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| Lord knows I’ll soon be finding out
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| 'cos we’ve been waiting for a carnival
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| Gettin used to coloured waterfalls
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| We’ve been waiting for the future to appear
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| How long can these streets be empty?
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| How long can these streets be empty?
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| Love is a must
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| I crumble to dust
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| Just at the look in your eyes
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| Love come to rest
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| Upon my request
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| I’m not looking no no
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| But I’ve been running on an open road
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| Since those seven rainbows
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| I’ve been running to a future I might see
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| I’ve been waiting for a carnival
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| Getting used to coloured waterfalls
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| We’ve been waiting the future to appear
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| How long can these streets be empty?
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| How long can these streets be empty? |