| Walking through the cross fire heart
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| Feeling heavy and hopeless.
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| Wonderin' how I ever will
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| See through this darkness.
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| Every drop of blood
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| Can be so beautiful,
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| And I sure was bleedin'
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| The drops by the bucketful.
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| I have the strength to endure
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| And all the love so pure.
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| I have the strength to endure
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| Because… because…
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| I’m not afraid to tell her
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| Just how things work.
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| Ride a hurricane through the fast lane.
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| Always looking over my shoulder.
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| She said, «There's something about you,
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| And neon lights always glow hot.
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| Baby we can see this through,
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| Just give me all the strength you’ve got.»
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| I have the strength to endure
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| And all the love so pure.
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| I have the strength to endure
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| Because… because…
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| I’m not afraid to tell her
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| Just how things work.
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| Ride a hurricane through the fast lane.
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| Always looking over my shoulder.
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| She said, «There's something about you,
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| And neon lights always glow hot.
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| Baby we can see this through,
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| Just give me all the strength you’ve got.»
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| I have the strength to endure
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| And all the love so pure. |