| Left the car at the petrol station
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| Standing there for all to see
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| There’s the boat to see up
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| Starring back to me
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| I took your hand in front of all the people
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| Got to hear their minds and hurt the screens
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| Always wrong
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| Sick of stuff and spill the drinks
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| She is all around you in you and me
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| Games of our own creation
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| Fall to our hands and feet
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| Stop the fight it’s useless
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| You can always stand and ask for more
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| Always wrong
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| So tell me what you’re fighting for
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| You can’t stop the lights from turning on
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| Though these words brought back
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| They come back hard and strong
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| So don’t open up your window
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| Be sure to lock your door
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| As she is coming for us
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| As the sleeping on the floor
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| Tell your heart to reach for something more
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| All is wrong, watch people spill their drinks
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| Yes it’s all around us, it’s in you and me
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| The games that we created, for our hands and knees
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| Stop the fight it’s over
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| We will watch others fall
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| It’s freedom yes for granted
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| And what I saw we’re fighting for
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| You can’t stop the lights from turning on
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| Though these words brought back
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| It’s the chemical make up biology
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| You can’t stop the lights from turning on
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| Though these words brought back
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| They come back hard and strong
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| Stop the lights from turning on (x4) |