| Will you sparkle in the night
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| Will desire to dash out of sight
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| When you measly lair is dry
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| Grey will be the only color-light
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| If you try to be and follow
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| your ambitions of tomorrow, maybe
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| you don’t know the price
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| But a secret truth of sorrow
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| Let you know that life is borrowed,
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| and the knife
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| hurts twice… Remind
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| Will you drive a sleepin' car
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| Will you ride a rocket star
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| When you follow who you are
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| You’ll lie in a pit of tar
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| If you try to be and follow
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| your ambitions of tomorrow, maybe
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| you don’t know the price
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| But a secret truth of sorrow
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| Let you know that life is borrowed, and the
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| Knife hurts twice…
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| Lost in a circle,
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| I’m walkin' on the same way
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| the start is the end
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| If you can hear this words,
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| will not leave you blind
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| I would tell… you (to) run away
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| 'cause the knife hurts twice
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| If you try to be and follow
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| your ambitions of tomorrow, maybe
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| you don’t know the price
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| But a secret truth of sorrow
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| Let you know that life is borrowed, and the
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| Knife hurts twice… Remind |