| welcome to the mid city life where the virgins thrive
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| and the drinks are spilling off the table side
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| give in to the pleasures of the night in a last minute ride
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| and the dice are rolling
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| set your judgement aside
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| this is where you become a star
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| where your old life is ripped apart
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| so sit back, relax and inhale the fumes
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| compare your scars
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| burn all the small towns
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| make the small town people see
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| there’s more to this world than despair and disbelief
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| we’re all scared to breathe deep
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| in the city that never falls asleep
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| can you see the bright lights
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| streaming down the boulevard crowd?
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| sit back, relax, inhale the fumes
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| when I’m burning buildings |