| Hang on travelling woman
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| Dont sacrifice your plan
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| 'Cause it will come back to you
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| Before you lose it on the man
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| Never fall in love with potential
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| 'Cause you can’t see with your own eyes
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| All the pretty faces and sorry words
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| Can take away your pride
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| Got to listen to the vision
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| Some may say a dream, words from the unseen
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| Or it can make you tired, tell you lies and make you fall
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| Make you tired, tell you lies, make you fall
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| Make you tired, tell you lies, make you fall
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| Hang on travelling woman
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| Don’t sacrifice your plan
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| 'Cause it will come back to you
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| Before you lose it on the man
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| Got to listen to the vision
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| Got to listen to the vision
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| Play in the ashes of what you once were |