| If only you, you could see
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| The darkest place that you could be
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| Oh, maybe then, you’d understand
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| From desert heat to cobbled streets
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| From broken home to the city beat
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| There’s so much more than you could know
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| So take me back when I believed
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| Back when I was unafraid, just like a thief
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| And all the heights that I could reach
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| Back when I was unafraid, just like a thief
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| If I could live a thousand times
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| If I could make a thousand tries
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| Oh, maybe then, I’d get it right
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| The more I see, the more I know
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| That everyone just wants a show
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| No, we don’t want to see the truth
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| So take me back when I believed
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| Back when I was unafraid, just like a thief
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| And all the heights that I could reach
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| Back when I was unafraid, just like a thief
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| When the stars look down on me
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| What do they see?
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| When the stars look down on me
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| What do they see?
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| When the stars look down on me
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| What do they see?
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| When the stars look down on me
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| What do they see?
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| When the stars look down on me
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| What do they see?
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| So take me back when I believed
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| Back when I was unafraid, just like a thief
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| And all the heights that I could reach
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| Back when I was unafraid, just like a thief
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| Thief |