| There’s these feelings that implode
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| Pulling me apart, out of control
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| As I fall into despair
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| Fever
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| (Fever)
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| I shoot the devil, by the hand
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| Stole the whiskey from the mouth of a broken man
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| From the ruins, through a town
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| From the ashes grew a forest across the land
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| Give us soul, give us love
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| Give us freedom, give us peace
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| Hallelujah, sing it back to me
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| If you believe
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| There’s these feelings that implode
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| Pulling me apart, out of control
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| As I fall into despair
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| Fever
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| There’s still thoughts I receive
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| And a voice that carries wisdom in the breeze
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| As I look, to the west
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| A neon sign is glowing through the trees
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| Give us soul, give us love
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| Give us freedom, give us peace
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| Hallelujah, sing it back to me
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| If you believe
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| There’s these feelings that implode
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| Pulling me apart, out of control
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| As I fall into despair
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| Fever
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| There’s a reason I must go
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| To replace my shadows, got my soul
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| As I fall into despair
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| Fever
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| How could I forget
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| Why would I forget
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| Think of the alibis
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| So much for sacrifice
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| How could I forget
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| Why would I forget
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| Caught in the eye of a hurricane
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| (Shoot the devil by the hand)
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| I shoot the devil
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| By the hand
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| Stole the whiskey from the mouth of a broken man
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| Fever, fever
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| There’s these feelings that implode
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| Pulling me apart, out of control
|
| As I fall into despair
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| Fever
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| There’s a reason I must go
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| To replace my shadows, got my soul
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| As I fall into despair
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| Fever
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| (Fever) |