| Strophe1
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| Waking up hung over
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| Driving endless ways
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| On and on forever
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| No idea of time and place
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| Keep the madness going
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| To hell and back we ride
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| The grass is always greener
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| On the other side
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| Bridge
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| We’ve licked the blood, there’s no doubt anymore
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| We’ve licked the blood, to win this crazy war
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| Ref
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| We want more — more, more, more
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| Rock n Roll as destination
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| 'Till we die
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| We want more — more, more, more
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| To receive complete salvation
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| 'Till we die — We want more
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| Strophe 2
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| Disaffected faces
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| Driving you insane
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| Have no clue 'bout nothing
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| This way is full of pain
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| Harder, faster, louder
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| We’re always on the run
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| Occupied completely
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| This game has just begun
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| Bridge
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| We’ve licked the blood, there’s no doubt anymore
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| We’ve licked the blood, to win this crazy war
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| Ref
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| We want more — more, more, more
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| Rock n Roll as destination
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| 'Till we die
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| We want more — more, more, more
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| To receive complete salvation
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| 'Till we die — We want more |