| I keep your self in mind
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| Through the corner of my eyes
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| The swelling like the bad agitation
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| Will it last for a while
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| And the day won’t go by
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| On my way, the way back to my hometown
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| I hit the street short before the close-down
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| Keep it up, keep it up, not knowing
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| Oho, oho
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| And I believe that I would never breakdown
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| Though I know the dread to meet the unknown
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| And I know that I will never break it
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| Oho, oho
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| I’ve been around before
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| Ready for your call
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| I keep on waiting here, anticipating
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| Someone made us look fools
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| Ain’t no big deal for you
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| On my way, the way back to my hometown
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| I hit the street short before the close-down
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| Keep it up, keep it up, not knowing
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| Oho, oho
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| And I believe that I would never breakdown
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| Though I know the dread to meet the unknown
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| And I know that I will never break it
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| Oho, oho
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| There’s always more than to be said
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| Like to outlive the universe
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| Feels more like digging in the dirt
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| Beyond the turmoil |