| Like all good kids from broken homes
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| You travel light and walk alone
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| Make no fuss, keep your cards off the table
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| Stand up straight in a sea of suntable
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| You like to leave no trace behind
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| Prefer to be on no one’s mind
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| Your drinks were spiked and your thoughts were stolen
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| Before you knew it the web was woven
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| Ah… So ride hard, ride alone
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| Ah… Deal with it on your own
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| Ah… What you gonna do I feel with you
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| 'Cos I’m a nightrider too
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| A house of cards on shaky land
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| Slowly sinking in the sand
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| Ridin' down tonite, there is blood on the tracks
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| And something big behind you tryin' to pull you back
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| Ah… So ride hard, ride alone
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| Ah… Face the music on your own
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| Ah… What you gonna do I feel with you
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| 'Cos I’m a nightrider too
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| So much water since that day
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| But some things never go away
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| Lots of darkness in the past
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| All those years went by so fast
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| Ah… So ride hard, ride alone
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| Ah… Deal with it on your own
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| Ah… What you gonna do I feel with you
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| 'Cos I’m a nightrider too
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| I’m a nightrider too |