| Money in the bank ain’t worth what it was since the bullion sank in a pool of
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| sharks,
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| Shanghaied, shanghaied,
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| And I don’t wanna wait for the banks to break,
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| And the waved to close on our perfect place,
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| Shanghaied, shanghaied
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| But I don’t see your face anymore
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| Throw your knuckles down to the floor
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| Why do you have to lay awake?
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| Why do you pray?
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| 'Cos there is passion going to waste
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| And you’d let loving die in your haste
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| Why do you have to lay awake?
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| Why do you pray?
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| To be on your own, to be on your own,
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| You took a knife to my life but as long as you say your sorry,
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| You took the sand from my hand but as long as you say you care,
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| But I don’t see your face anymore
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| Throw your knuckles down to the floor
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| Why do you have to lay awake?
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| Why do you pray?
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| 'Cos there is passion going to waste
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| And you’d let loving die in your haste
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| Why do you have to lay awake?
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| Why do you pray?
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| To be on your own, to be on your own, to be on your own, |