| Riding thru the city
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| With the broken heart ha
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| Wake me up make me realize
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| My thoughts are hungry sharks
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| Mentally unstable
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| Packed with the fuze
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| Savage eyes no apologize
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| No mercy when you loose
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| I’m chasing shadows of tomorrow
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| (Whoa)
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| Too many stop signs on my way
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| Ugh!
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| Our destination is cursed
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| When lies are made of gold
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| I break the limit I can feel it with my bones
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| I ain’t the last ain’t the first
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| At the point of no return
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| Too much too soon to lose it all
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| (Whoa)
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| Let it go
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| I'm not the son of fortune no
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| Not the chosen one
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| I’m justified with no reason why
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| I’m always on the run
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| It looks like I’m bleeding
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| But I feel no pain
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| Mesmerized, captured on the rise
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| I'm hopelessly insane
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| I’m chasing shadows of tomorrow
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| (Whoa)
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| Too many stop signs on my way
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| Yeah!
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| Our destination is cursed
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| When lies are made of gold
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| I break the limit I can feel it with my bones
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| I ain’t the last ain’t the first
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| At the point of no return
|
| Too much too soon to lose it all
|
| (Whoa)
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| Let it go
|
| I’m chasing shadows of tomorrow
|
| (Whoa)
|
| Too many stop signs on my way
|
| Yeah!
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| Our destination is cursed
|
| When lies are made of gold
|
| I break the limit I can feel it with my bones
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| I ain’t the last ain’t the first
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| At the point of no return
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| Too much too soon to lose it all
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| (Whoa)
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| Let it go
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| So c'mon! |