| Have you come here, for the right
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| of my life.
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| Have you come to free, the killer in me
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| who longs to fight.
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| Hold on tight, it´s a bumpy road,
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| all night. |
| When finding hope
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| exceeds our reach.
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| Be mindfull of the the hope we preach. |
| Find the strength
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| to hold the life, hold on tight,
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| its a bumpy ride.
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| All Night. |
| Take care of the fire you feed.
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| Don´t lose faith in the light we cannot
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| see.Hold on tight.
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| Its a bumpy ride, all night.
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| Well there´s always room to navigate.
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| Turning back, it´s not too late.
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| All we have to realy do is slow down
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| and enjoy the ride.
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| Tonight.Take care of the fire you feed.
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| Hold on tight its a bumpy ride,
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| all night.
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| When our hope exceeds our reach
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| define the lessons we teach
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| find the strenght to hold the line
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| All night. |
| Take care of the fire
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| we feed. |
| Don´t give up
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| on a light we cannot see.
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| Hold on tight its a bumpy ride.
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| ow hoho ho all night.
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| Sons at this song in the hope
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| that you will belong, to a world
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| free of shame. |
| To a life, free of pain
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| To a world free of pain. |
| To a world |
| free of pain. |