| Oh, fire in my blood
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| I only said that we could be light
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| Slow down, this slipstream
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| You’re running off into the night, the night
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| Oh lord, remember me?
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| I’m not religious but I’m afraid, afraid
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| Don’t make me count my blessings
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| You’ll make me die confessing
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| Your touch has cured my weakness
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| This night don’t end, we’re sleepless
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| And you said that you feel
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| Like you’ve known me forever, forever
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| Then she’s fled, nothing’s real
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| But I’ll need this endeavour, endeavour
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| So I’ll hold on, these memories
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| Irreplacable, oh, I know, I know
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| Don’t make me count my blessings
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| You’ll make me die confessing
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| Your touch has cured my weakness
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| This night don’t end, we’re sleepless
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| New York saviour
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| Built my faith up
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| Gave me purpose
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| Fire like a furnace |