| we got the soul
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| we got the honey
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| stayed alive
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| we keep on running
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| house is on fire
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| with petrol stain
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| we stay on the move
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| ahead of the flames
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| we are the new
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| accelerators
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| faster we go before they make us maybe we did
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| maybe maybe we don’t
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| we see your face
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| as you throw the stone
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| i am a fugitive on the run
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| i carry the weight of what i’ve done
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| those born a sweat
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| through eyes of love
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| bring more light
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| than five thousand hertz
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| it’s not where you’re from
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| or where you go or what you believe
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| it’s more than you know
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| open your head
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| open your head
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| hold me close as you jump off the edge
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| i am a fugitive on the run
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| i carry the weight of what i’ve done
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| so don’t carry the weight
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| don’t carry the weight
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| i don’t carry the weight
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| you can’t change the world, but you can change what’s to come |