| There is safety in numbers,
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| And people, and things.
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| And in big wads of money,
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| And great big platinum rings.
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| And no one will ever
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| Get near me again.
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| There is safety in numbers,
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| In numbers, my friend.
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| There are people who watch you
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| In your windows at night.
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| And they follow your movements
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| In the cold fluorescent light.
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| They wait for their moment,
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| They’ll get you in the end.
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| There is safety in numbers
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| In numbers, my friend.
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| I was just like you before --
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| You want somebody to love.
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| Since that day I learned the score --
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| I know how to rise above.
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| There is shelter in power
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| And promises of pain.
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| And in lovers and lawyers
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| And dogs pulling at the chain.
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| And no one will ever
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| Get near me again.
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| There is safety in numbers,
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| In numbers, my friend.
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| You will find me well protected
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| When you come around today.
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| So remember what I told you
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| And continue on your way.
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| 'Cause no one will ever
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| Get near me again.
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| There is safety in numbers,
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| In numbers, my friend.
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| There is safety in numbers,
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| In numbers, my friend.
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| There is safety in numbers,
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| In numbers, my friend. |