| I’ve been spending all of my nights
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| Pacing through the bright lights
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| Whispering with hindsight
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| Now it’s a race against the limelight
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| And suffer, rumble, dark side
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| Takes a hold of your life
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| If this is hell, my friend
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| Then we’re in it to the end, to the end
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| And all of these wolves will crumble
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| We’ve been here, back again
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| So there’s no need to pretend for your man
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| And all of these fools are just stumbles
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| I’ve been spending all of my life
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| Searching for some insight
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| All I see is black and white
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| Lip slick, your mother, she was skin tight
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| Couldn’t do a thing right
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| Caught up in a fire flight
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| If this is hell, my friend
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| Then we’re in it to the end, to the end
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| And all of these wolves will crumble
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| We’ve been here, back again
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| So there’s no need to pretend for your man
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| And all of these fools are just stumbles
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| And I will take you home
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| Pick out the pieces they will never know
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| Cus this is hell, my friend
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| And we’re in it to the end, to the end
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| And all of these wars needs troubles
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| How could you do it to me?
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| How could you do it to me?
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| How could you do it to me?
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| How could you do it?
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| How could you do it?
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| How could you do it?
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| How could you do it?
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| How could you do it?
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| How could you do it?
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| How could you do it?
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| How could you do it?
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| Cloud, it’s gonna move me again (move me again)
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| And it leaves me again
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| Cus this is hell, my friend
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| And we’re in it to the end, to the end
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| And all of these wars needs troubles |