| What are you going to do now
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| Out in the lonely times
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| How will you ever get through now
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| Remembering all of your crimes
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| What will you do
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| And what will you do, who do you think would attempt a rescue
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| Dreaming, screaming, knocked right out of your shoes
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| Who would you blame, who could you sue
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| If the sky came looking for you
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| How are you gonna live now
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| Out in the lonely fields
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| What do you have to give now
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| I wonder how do you feel
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| What will you say
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| What will you say
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| What will you say when God turns away
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| Running, jumping, praying it wasn’t true
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| How would you look, without a clue
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| When the sky comes looking for you
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| Looks like the same old story
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| Looks like the same old game
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| Don’t think you’re bound for glory
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| I think you might be insane
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| What do you think, what do you think
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| What do you think with your nerves on the brink
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| Dodging, weaving, trying to find a way through
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| Gonna be bad whatever you do
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| When the sky comes looking for you |