| I’m a suspect, I’m a traitor
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| I’m only here in body visiting
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| Yellow faces in the distance screams
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| «The beauty is in what isn’t said,»
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| I’m rising to my feet
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| Because tonight, the world turned in me
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| Because right now, I don’t dare to breathe
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| Oh, babe, I know, it’s alive and somewhere for us to find
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| Tonight, oh chase this light with me
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| My just so, my last call
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| My life is yours in your gifted hands
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| Confetti rainfall in a quiet street
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| These things I’ve found are special now
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| The knot is in my reach
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| Because tonight, the world turned in me
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| Because right now, I don’t dare to breathe
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| Oh, babe, I know, it’s alive and somewhere for us to find
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| Tonight, oh chase this light with me
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| A movie, still photograph
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| Through a martyr’s eyes can I see
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| I’ve seen the best of love, the best of hate, the best reward is earned
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| And I’ve paid for every single word I ever said
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| Confetti rainfall in a quiet streets
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| The beauty is in what you make it
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| So get up on your feet
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| Because tonight, the world turned in me
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| Because right now, I don’t dare to breathe
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| Oh, babe, I know, it’s alive and somewhere for us to find
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| Tonight, oh chase this light with me |