| Out on this road takes its toll
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| And you pay for everything you do
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| Under lights, made me blind
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| This place is the same as last night
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| Out of control, takes its toll
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| But you learn to live with your dreams
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| And speaking your mind
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| To those you find
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| Listening to what you have to say
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| I wouldn’t change the way
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| I wouldn’t stop the decay
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| Promised the world as the world
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| Changed before our eyes
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| And the days became the weeks
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| And the weeks the years
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| No-one remembers that very first day
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| How it slipped away
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| Forever I wait, putting in, putting out
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| As the motors whine
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| To remind me I’m home
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| And I’m here to stay
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| As we decay
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| Another day, decay away
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| I’m going home
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| I don’t know where
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| I’m going home
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| Not far from here
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| Out on this road, paying this toll
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| Make me whole, set the stage
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| Fill it with anger, fill it with rage
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| No, I don’t know what is today
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| I know it falls in the years of decay
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| Self-sacrifice, every night
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| And together we paid a price in blood
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| That spilled out through the years
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| And another day passes away
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| Look to the black, drawn farther back
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| Look to each day, see the decay
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| Times I’ve had, good and bad
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| Win or lose, this is what I choose
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| The years of decay, the years of decay
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| The years of decay, the years of decay
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| The years of decay, the years of decay
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| The years of decay, the years of decay
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| Decay away, the years of decay
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| Decay away, the years of decay
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| Decay away, the years of decay
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| Decay away, the years of decay |