| Never seemed to get satisfied
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| Just wasted to the bone
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| There were times
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| When I thought I could fly
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| But I usually ended out in the cold
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| I had to find a way out
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| Of this madness
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| Tore down the walls
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| So now it’s a fact
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| I am back, back on my feet
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| Rising on the count of nine
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| Finally I’m back on my feet again
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| And I’ll keep on shining
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| Right down that straight line, yeah
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| Used to live in the danger zone
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| Like a junky in the haze
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| But now I know I’ve cleaned my soul
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| And I will never turn out the same
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| 'Cause there’s a train going
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| From here heading uptown
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| I grabbed a ticket
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| Left my past behind
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| I am back, back on my feet
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| Rising on the count of nine
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| Baby, I am back on my feet again
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| And I’ll keep on shining
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| So I believe
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| I’ve made these changes forever
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| No sweet temptation
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| Can ever count me out, no
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| Yeah, baby, I am back, back on my feet
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| Rising on the count of nine
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| Baby, I am back on my feet again
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| And I’ll keep on shining right down…
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| Back, back on my feet
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| Rising on the count of nine
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| Yeah, baby, I am back on my feet again
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| I’ll keep on shining
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| Right down that straight line, oh, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, honey, I am back on my feet again |