| I got this rose in my pocket
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| Titanium rockets don’t stand a chance against me
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| I got this heart that keeps beatin'
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| My time might be fleetin'
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| But I’m not gon' give up easy
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| I got this song that I’m singin'
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| But my hope is sinkin'
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| So someone please tell me
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| When will we dream again?
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| You say it’s party or mission
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| The word has been written
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| But that’s no religion, nah
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| You put this prison in my mind
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| These dagger in my scars
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| Now fear is my only friend
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| All of my roses ain’t with
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| Though wash up with the river
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| I’m stuck in a slow dance
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| When will we dream again?
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| Wishin' wells, kerosene
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| Paradise and make believe
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| Fairy tales never seen
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| Can’t pretend they were made for me, nah
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| Come on save me from this place
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| You see the city, I’ll take it
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| This pure hollow break it
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| This mornin' I’ll make it, yah
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| You say the science has spoken
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| The enemies closin'
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| I’m not gon' give up on us
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| We said it when we were younger
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| We lived like the thunder
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| We never stopped wonderin'
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| When will we dream again?
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| Ooh, when will we dream again?
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| Ooh, when will we dream again? |