| In the middle of the shot of the starting gun
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| I didn’t realize that the game had just begun
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| And after hours starin' straight at the burning sun
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| A double vision kept my eyes all wide
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| Arrested by a feeling something was watching me
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| I had a mind to keep from anyone and anything
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| And on the verge of giving in to a losing fight
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| I froze and faded in to bleak bright white
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| The full moon told me not to run
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| Watch your back you’ve got only one
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| When in open air a siren was ringing out
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| The earth falling through the cracks in the open ground
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| And in the banging of the beat of a shooting round
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| The day was faded into blank black night
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| But when the fences and the chains all began to rust
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| I saw the city through thick veil of valley dust
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| And in the shadow of the shape of the overhang
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| I heard the message and the words «no fate»
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| No fate but what you make in the end
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| There’s no fate
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| «No fate» she scribed into the incision, no fate
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| And in the middle of the shot of the starting gun
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| I didn’t realize that the game had just begun
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| And after hours starting straight at the burning sun
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| And in the banging of the beat of the army drum
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| And in the shadow of the shape of the overhang
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| There was a message loud and clear calling out my name
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| And in the middle of the shot of the starting gun
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| I didn’t realize it was half way over
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| No fate
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| No fate
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| No fate but what you make in the end
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| There’s no fate
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| No fate
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| No fate |