| It’s black or it’s white, it’s wrong or it’s right
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| Everyone tries, everyone tries
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| To be understood, would if I could
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| But I’m just tied to the grind
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| Head filled up with dreams
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| I want to feel serene
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| And I just might follow you
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| Into the light, into the light
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| Just to feel distance from greed
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| Move on ahead, living this dead
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| Weight is a heart filled up with fallacy
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| I could talk in strides
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| I’ll just close my eyes
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| Live in my, live in my dreams
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| I sleep alone tonight
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| Walk the streets for fire
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| I won’t talk, I won’t talk
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| It’s mighty fine sleep tonight
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| Walk in line
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| Fall from the sky, fall from the sky
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| Fall from the sky, eat or get eaten
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| Telling a lie, telling a lie
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| Trying to run from my demons
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| Holed up in my head
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| Watching color spread
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| Follow me, follow me, follow you |