| Wake up
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| It’s almost evening
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| Don’t lose another day
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| Stand still
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| And stop dreaming
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| You’ve got some bills to pay
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| Guess what
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| You’re not a winner
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| But who am I to say so
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| I don’t sin
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| But I’m a sinner
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| The shortest arm of the law
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| It doesn’t matter
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| Our minds scattered
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| Our souls are still not sold
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| We’re not to blame
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| We’re just the same
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| Let’s make a story that has to be told
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| Here’s to the lost, to the young, to believers
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| Keep doing everything wrong
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| This is your time
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| This is your place
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| This is your song
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| We’re coming from the underground
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| This is me and you, this is our sound
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| It’s alright, we’ve made amends
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| We’re failing to make you proud
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| Our destiny is clear and loud
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| We have to reach the end
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| It doesn’t matter
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| We’re in the gutter
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| We’re turning shit into gold
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| Unsafe and sorry
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| We’re up for glory
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| Let’s make a story that has to be told
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| Here’s to the lost, to the young, to believers
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| Keep doing everything wrong
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| This is your time
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| This is your place
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| This is your song |