| Monday morning, hesitate
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| I can’t get out of bed
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| I’d rather go back to the dreams
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| I’m living in my head
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Tuesday evening, pack my bags
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| I’m heading out the door
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| I left a box of memories
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| Lying on the floor
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Ride on, ride 'till early morning turn
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| Ride on, like the dawning of the day
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| It’s too late
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| To let all your feelings show
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| Go on 'till the night is swept away
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| I’m running from the city lights
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| I’m running from this empty life
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| I’m running out of time tonight
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| I’m screaming out for help! |
| Help!
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| Slow down, you’re moving too fast
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| Go home, you’ll feel better for it
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| Oh boy, you better stop dreaming
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| It’s all in your head
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| 'Cause it’s too late now
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| Ride on, ride 'till early morning turn
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| Ride on, like the dawning of the day
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| It’s too late
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| To let all your feelings show
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| Go on 'till the night is swept away
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| Ride on, ride 'till early morning sun
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| Ride on, like the morning of the day
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| It’s too late
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| To let all your feelings show
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| Ride on 'till the night is swept away |