| Now you can address me beyond illusion
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| With a cigarette tucked deep inside your chest
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| In the past I was a local loser
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| And I’m bound to say that I’m still on my back
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| We were born to fly alone
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| We were born to fight alone
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| So you pushed me until I was one with the fire
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| But it still was not enough to bring me back
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| Daddy said it is getting late
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| No time to wait too late to wait
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| For what you asked and I reply
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| We were born to fly alone
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| We were born to fight alone
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| We were born to fly alone
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| We were born to fight…
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| Maybe it’ll be different when we give ourselves to the body and the open wound
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| Tiptoe past the officer’s stars
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| The shots come down from Hillary’s house
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| The sun is up, what is dangerous here
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| Why did no one stop us from chasing our tears
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| Maybe it’ll be different when we give ourselves to the body and the open wound
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| So now you can address me beyond illusion
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| With a cigarette tucked deep inside your chest
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| In the past I was a local loser
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| And I’m bound to say that I’m still on my back
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| We were born to fly alone
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| We were born to fight alone
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| We were born to fly alone
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| We were born to fight |