| I had a fistful of nothing, then the penny dropped
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| One for my troubles, from the very top
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| Wise men in bubbles, my to make it pop
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| What I wouldn’t give
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| What I wouldn’t give
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| The hot getting hotter, isn’t easy is it
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| Sons killing brothers, seems a little twisted
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| Air by the bottle, now you get the picture
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| Doesn’t matter does it
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| (Come On)
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| For the day is long and I just want to live
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| But the rope that’s holding me’s about to give
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| (Come on, come on, come on, come on)
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| And the truth is nothing more if not a bridge
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| (Come on, come on, come on, come on)
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| This is my purpose now to
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| This is my purpose now to
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| Shine
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| Shine
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| Shine
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| Shine
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| I have a headful of knowledge, never went to school
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| A life time of promise, in the pity pool
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| A lie if I’m honest, if I’m honest this is
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| How philosophical, how philosophical of…
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| Been there I’ve done it, up against it all
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| The wars at the bottom, time to heed its call
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| Though most can’t be bothered
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| So instead they crawl, doesn’t matter does it
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| (Come on)
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| For the day is long and I just want to live
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| But the rope that’s holding me’s about to give
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| (Come on, come on, come on, come on)
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| And the truth is nothing more if not a bridge
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| (Come on, come on, come on, come on)
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| This is my purpose now to
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| This is my purpose now to
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| Shine
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| Shine
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| Shine
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| Shine
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| Take me out and show me where it ends
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| I have seen it all before my friends
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| Take me out and tell me where it ends
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| I have heard it all before my friends
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| Are we closer? |
| The beginnings in your head
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| Are we closer? |
| The beginnings in your head
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| Are we closer? |
| The beginnings in your head
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| Are we closer? |
| The beginnings in your head
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| Are we closer? |
| The beginnings in your head
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| Are we closer? |
| The beginnings in your head
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| Are we closer? |
| The beginnings in your head
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| Are we closer? |
| The beginnings in your head
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| For the day is long and I just want to live
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| But the rope that’s holding me’s about to give
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| (Come on, come on, come on, come on)
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| And the truth is nothing more if not a bridge
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| (Come on, come on, come on, come on)
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| This is my purpose now to
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| This is my purpose now to
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| Shine
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| Shine
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| Shine
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| Shine |