| I found my first way out of here
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| When it was just about letting things go
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| The dreams came billionaire
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| A schoolboy out of control
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| And when the cops run out of here
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| We’re gonne crawl back under that fence
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| To meet the enemy
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| And see what’s over there
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| This is how it sounds for the very first time
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| Out of control we know it’s allright
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| This is how it sounds for the first time
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| We got nothing left to lose
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| This is how it sounds like
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| To grow apart
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| Don’t let go
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| Overthrow
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| So with that suitcase in the car
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| We’re gonna drive and never come back
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| Chase that silver lining
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| And tast what’s over there
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| This is how it sounds for the very first time
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| Getting out control we knew it’s allright
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| This is how it sounds for the first time
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| One thing on our mind
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| This is how it sounds like
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| To grow apart
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| Don’t let go
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| Overthrow
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| And when the cops run out of here
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| We’re gonne crawl back under that fence
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| This is how it sounds like
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| To a broken car
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| Don’t let go
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| Overthrow
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| Don’t let go
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| Don’t grow apart
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| Don’t let go
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| Overthrow |