| Lately I’ve been going through upheavals
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| And it’s hard to know the smartest way to turn
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| Between the loser and the rival
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| I’m concerned for my survival
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| Maybe they’ll find me in a subway
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| Take my body to an early grave
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| Pronounce me «Dead On Arrival»
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| I’m concerned for my survival
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| But you say
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| «Head up, run into the wind
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| Gotta get back on the rails again
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| Keep on lookin' for the truth
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| But don’t go looking for the fountain of youth
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| 'Cause it’s a fool’s game» but I play it anyway
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| Without you I’d surely slip away
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| Your love keeps me holding on
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| I give my soul to my music
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| I give my heart to my love
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| But my mind is going through some changes
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| Don’t know what I could be thinking of
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| You say
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| «Head up, run into the wind
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| Gotta get back on the rails again
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| Keep on lookin' for the truth
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| But don’t go looking for the fountain of youth
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| 'Cause it’s a fool’s game» but I play it anyway
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| Without you I’d surely slip away
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| Your love keeps me holding on
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| Head up, run into the wind
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| Gotta get back on the rails again
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| Keep on lookin' for the truth
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| But don’t go looking for the fountain of youth
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| 'Cause it’s a fool’s game but I play it anyway
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| Without you I’d surely slip away
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| But you keep me holding on
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| Keep me holding on
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| Holding on… |