| You might have seen the Northern Lights
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| In the arms of the sky and your sober style
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| You might have felt like you’re on cloud nine
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| With a rush in your mind that you can’t define
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| Oh, you think that you, think you had it all
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| So you hang on to, hang on to Kryptonite
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| Oh, you think that you, think that you’ve seen it all
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| So you hang on to, hang on to
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| You ain’t seen nothing like me yet
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| Nothing blinds you better than I do
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| You ain’t felt nothing like me yet
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| Nothing burns brighter than I do
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| So how can you blame the cold that night
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| When it lies in your soul, didn’t realize
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| The thoughts you have fall, the great desires
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| Oh, you’re numb and devoid of life
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| Oh, you think that you, think you threw it all
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| So you hang on to, hang on to all of your pride
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| You ain’t seen nothing like me yet
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| Nothing blinds you better than I do
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| You ain’t felt nothing like me yet
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| Nothing burns brighter than I do
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| I know, I know, I know, I know
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| That you’ll always be there
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| Alone, alone, alone, alone
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| Within your private care
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| I know, I know, I know, I know
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| That you’ll always be there
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| Alone, alone, alone, alone
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| Within your private care
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| You ain’t seen nothing like me yet
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| Nothing blinds you better than I do
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| You ain’t felt nothing like me yet
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| Nothing burns brighter than I do |