| I can feel the fluid fillin', fillin' up my lungs, say yeah
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| Loaded up my charismatic gun, say yeah
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| Go and put your lighters in the air
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| I’m seein' so many here
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| And we all wanna scream «fire»
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| Beat 'em up, adrenaline, I’m on 'da loose
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| Every little something I like I do
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| Now go and put your diamonds in the air
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| I’m seein' so many here
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| So aim them higher
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| My blood is in the air
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| My blood is in the air
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| Tell me what you’re so afraid of
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| This is the blood we are made of
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| Freedom is something you find
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| When you turn off the lights
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| Nobody can save us
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| I got a feeling, you know
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| So I’m boiling under your bones
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| Tell me what you’re so afraid of
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| This is the blood we are made of
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| My blood is in the air
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| My blood is in the air
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| In the air |