| Somber the city lights
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| Praise and shadow lines inside of you
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| Nobody likes being lost
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| Clinging to their feelings like they’re strong
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| I’m willing to pay the price to get back home
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| So we ride away
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| Back toward the river
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| Rejoice, rejoice, woah-oa-oa-oah
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| I can hear the source echo the riddles
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| Of wars we used to wage
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| I can feel it coming down
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| In the rain, the sorrow drowns
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| Bullet holes we’re carving out
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| Stitch 'em up; |
| don’t back down
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| I got my eye on the other side
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| Ditch divided lines, break it through
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| No longer trapped in these walls
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| Begging for a different point of view
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| I don’t wanna stay inside all alone
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| So we ride away
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| Back toward the river
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| Rejoice, rejoice, woah-oa-oa-oah
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| I can hear the source echo the riddles
|
| Of wars we used to wage
|
| I can feel it coming down
|
| In the rain, the sorrow drowns
|
| Bullet holes we’re carving out
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| Stitch 'em up; |
| don’t back down
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| From a simple point of view
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| I can finally see the truth
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| You are me, and I am you
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| Just let it go, let it go, let it go
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| So we ride away
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| Rejoice, rejoice
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| I can hear the source echo the riddles
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| The wars no longer rage
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| I can feel it coming down
|
| In the rain, the sorrow drowns
|
| Bullet holes we’re carving out
|
| Stitch 'em up; |
| don’t back down
|
| From a simple point of view
|
| I can finally see the truth
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| You are me, and I am you
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| Let’s let it go, let it go, let it go
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| Woah-oa-oah, let it go
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| Oh-oh-oh, let it go
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| Let it go, just let it go, just let it go, just let it go |