| Lost in an instant
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| Caught in the air
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| Lost in the city
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| Where nothing is fair
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| Lost so completely
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| Can’t recognize
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| Almost defeated
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| 'Til it’s all out of sight
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| That part of me that keeps on going
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| That part of me runs through the night
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| That part of me that keeps from knowing
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| That part of me blows through the lights
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| Bracing for impact
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| Picking up speed
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| Never relenting
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| What’s it doing to me?
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| Fragmented conscience
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| Almost submerged
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| Don’t know where I’m going
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| Or which way to turn
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| That part of me that keeps on going
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| That part of me runs through the night
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| That part of me that keeps from knowing
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| That part of me blows through the lights
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| When the sunset is loaded
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| Will you call it a night
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| Well, it just keeps on going
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| And I never know why
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| When the temper’s explosive
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| Like a fiery ring
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| The sound of the engine
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| Drowns out everything
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| That part of me that keeps on going
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| That part of me runs through the night
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| That part of me that keeps from knowing
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| That part of me blows through the lights
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| That part of me built from resistance (keeps on going)
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| That part of me that’s born to fight
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| Bracing for impact
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| Picking up speed
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| Never relenting
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| What it’s doing to me?
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| Fragmented conscience
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| Almost submerged
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| Don’t know where I’m going
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| Or which way to turn
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| That part of me that keeps on going
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| That part of me runs through the night
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| That part of me that keeps from knowing
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| That part of me blows through the lights
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| That part of me that keeps on going
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| That part of me that’s born to fight |