| We knew that this one is ours
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| We came we saw we conquered
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| We knew that this one is yours
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| Close the doors and shut it down
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| We hope that this one will burn
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| Deep into the hearts that need it the most
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| Calm down and don’t sweat it kid
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| Your heart is hard to hold when it’s beating like it is
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| Bang the drum the saints go marching in
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| We are vagabonds
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| And we are not the ones to brandish our scars
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| And steal the light from your eyes
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| Take it in, Its not to much to see
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| The air is clean, wipe your tears away (away from your eyes)
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| You stand alone won’t you sing along with me
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| Open my chest up, my heart beats for you
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| Give your pulse to me
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| One second more, the second hand is ticking down
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| We’re running out, that bloody hand is killing time (Murder)
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| No you where meant to be, don’t let this moment get you down
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| You are so much more then you ever thought you where
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| Replace the dark with light in your eyes
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| Sleepless nights in these cheap hotels
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| Upside down in dirty cafe spoons
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| This is all we know
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| Tracking time by passing exit signs
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| Double yellow paints the great divide
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| Vultures wait it’s not our time to die (We have till twelve)
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| This moment’s ours to stoke the vision burning in our hearts
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| Control the blaze would be a grave disservice, we will be heard
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| We stand together voice’s strong, our message let it burn
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| If arson be the claim, I’ll be the match you be the flame
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| Judge and jury hear them say (It's starts tonight)
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| You stand alone won’t you sing along with me
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| Open my chest up, my heart beats for you (Give your pulse to me)
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| Tracking time by passing exit signs
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| Double yellow paints the great divide
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| Vultures wait it’s not our time to die (We have till twelve) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sorry Seacrest It's Casey's Countdown , by - Burden Of A Day. Song from the album Blessed Be Our Ever After, in the genre Пост-хардкор