| I’ve got dirt on my jeans and holes in my pockets
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| And the light on my street has been flickering since it first came on
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| The one I see, he’s a real life prophet
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| He’s not like me, he’s praying for the break of dawn
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| Is this the last night
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| For the last time?
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| (Ain't no running when daylight’s come)
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| Let’s make it the last night
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| For the last time
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| (Ain't no running when daylight’s come)
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| I’ve been up all night trying to find myself
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| (Ain't no running when daylight’s come)
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| Nowhere to be found on that bottle on the shelf
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| (Ain't no running when daylight’s come)
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| Seven come eleven, can’t never tell
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| It’s been runnin' me down, yeah, runnin' from help
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| Is this the last night
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| For the last time?
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| (Ain't no running when daylight’s come)
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| Let’s make it the last night
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| For the last time
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| (Ain't no running when daylight’s come)
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| Same old story, it had to be mine
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| I came here to tell it for the very last time
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| Is this the last night
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| For the last time?
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| (Ain't no running when daylight’s come)
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| Let’s make it the last night
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| For the last time
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| (Ain't no running when daylight’s come)
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| This is the last night
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| For the last time
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| (Ain't no running when daylight’s come)
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| Let’s make it the last night
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| For the last time
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| (Ain't no running when daylight’s come) |