| Back from isolation, fingers to the bone
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| Once upon a midnight dreary
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| I was lost and all alone
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| Now I’m primed for action
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| Ready for a shot
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| Got my six-string warriors with me
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| Gonna give it all we got, c’mon
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| Take a vacation
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| From that grindin' nine to five
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| We leave tonight, destination overdrive
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| Crashing through a window
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| Fell down in a hole
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| Gotta find myself in trouble
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| That’s the game of rock 'n' roll
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| Pick myself back up and shake it off.
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| Time and time again
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| Feed me with distortion
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| And of course that original sin, look out
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| Under sedation,
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| It’s a fight just to survive
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| Bitt we got class
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| And our dreams keep us alive
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| A while to go, got a while to go
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| This amplifier sounds so good
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| Beside my stereo
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| A while to go, got a while to go
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| Someday we’re gonna
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| Break out of this town
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| And rock the show
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| A while to go, got a while to go
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| From our bedrooms we dare to try
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| Heaven knows we can touch the sky
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| World’s unwinding before our eyes
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| We’re taking this chance,
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| We step into the light |