| We all come in from the cold, we come down from the wire
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| An' everybody warms themselves to a different fire
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| An' sometimes we get burned, you’d think sometime we’d learn
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| The one you love is the one that should take you higher
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| You ain’t got no one, you better go back out and find her
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| Just like children hidin' in a closet, can’t tell what’s goin' on outside
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| Sometimes, we’re so far off the beaten track, we get taken for a ride
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| By a parlor trick, or some words of wit, a hidden hand up a sleeve
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| To think the one you love could hurt you now is a little hard to believe
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| But everybody, darlin', sometimes bites the hand that feeds
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| When I look around an' everybody always brings me down
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| Well, is it them or me? |
| Well, I just can’t see but there ain’t no peace to found
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| But if someone really cared, well, they’d take the time to spare
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| A moment to try and understand another one’s despair
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| Remember, in this game we call life, that no one said it’s fair
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| Breakdown (Let me hear it now)
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| Breakdown (Let me hear it now, yeah)
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| Breakdown (Let me hear it now)
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| I’ve come to know the cold, I think of it as home
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| When there ain’t enough of me to go around, I’d rather be left alone
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| But if I call you out of habit, I’m out of love and I gotta have it
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| Would you give it to me if I fit your needs? |
| Like when we both knew we had it
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| Now, the damage’s done and we’re back out on the run
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| Funny how everything was roses when we held on to the guns
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| Just because you’re winnin' don’t mean you’re the lucky one
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| Breakdown (Let me hear it now)
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| Breakdown (Yeah)
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| Breakdown (Let me hear it now)
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| There goes the Challenger, bein' chased by the blue, blue meanies on wheels
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| The vicious traffic squad cars are after our lone driver
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| The last American hero, the-the electric sintar
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| The demi-god, the super driver of the golden west
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| Two nasty Nazi cars are close behind the beautiful, lone driver
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| The police cars are getting closer, closer
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| Closer to our soul hero in his soul mobile
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| Yeah, baby, they about to strike
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| They gonna get him, smash, rape
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| The last beautiful free soul on this planet
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| But it is written
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| If the evil spirit arms the tiger with claws
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| Brahman provided wings for the dove
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| Thus spake the super guru
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| D’you hear that? |