| The scent of momentum fills the city air
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| Hear the heart beat, it’s alive and draws you in
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| Things will never be the same
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| Thought I’d been here, but never here, times before
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| Then the roller coaster dipped and sped along no more
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| But I’m not in the same space '
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| Cause I’m hardly the woman that I once was
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| Now I search for the ground underneath my feet
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| As the city burns, as the city burns
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| Ooh
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| As the city burns
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| As the city burns
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| As the city burns
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| Burns away
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| Burns away
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| Now it’s fancy ladies, pricey wiles, and argyle
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| From homemade beats, selling tee’s, and running wild
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| Just hope I don’t lose my head
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| And now I’m thinking on a dream that my sister had
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| Back then I was too young to see it wasn’t bad
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| So thanks chick, by the way '
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| Cause I’m hardly the woman that I once was
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| Now I search for the ground underneath my feet
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| As the city burns, as the city burns
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| Ooh
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| As the city burns
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| As the city burns
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| As the city burns
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| Burns away
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| Burns away
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| We’re at a run right now
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| Before we were at a steady jog
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| And I’m trying to hang on to whatever I can find
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| Because what do you do when it’s spinning so fast
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| How do you stand with the world on your back
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| I’m hardly the woman I once was
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| Search for the ground underneath my feet
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| As the city burns, as the city burns
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| Ooh
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| As the city burns
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| As the city burns
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| Ooh
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| Burns away
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| Burns away |