| I’m bouncing off the wall
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| Nowhere to fall
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| Living in the city
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| I’m the one who’s got no place
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| I’ll leave no trace
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| Let set the street lights free
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| We’ll fight the night, can you feel it?
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| Uh uh uh uh uh uh
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| We’ll blow the lights through the ceiling
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| Uh uh uh uh uh uh
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| This dead city won’t dance for me
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| Until you are here
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| We’ll wake the streets with broken beats
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| Ripping out the tears
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| I can feel the smoke rising
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| Rising over me, yeah
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| I can feel the noise washing
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| Washing over me, yeah
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| Swallow your 9−5
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| To stay alive
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| Living in the city
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| Criss-crossing through the maze
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| But routine pays
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| But not for us alright
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| We’ll fight the night, can you feel it?
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| Uh uh uh uh uh uh
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| We’ll blow the lights through the ceiling
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| Uh uh uh uh uh uh
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| This dead city won’t dance for me
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| Until you are here
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| We’ll wake the streets with broken beats
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| Ripping out the tears
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| I can feel the smoke rising
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| Rising over me, yeah
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| I can feel the noise washing
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| Washing over me, yeah
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| Hard life in the city light
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| You’re so cool I’m so pretty
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| Hard life in the city light
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| You’re so cool I’m so pretty
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| On our own we are only one
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| But together we are four or twenty
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| Let’s make some maths, yeah we can have some fun
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| In the city you’re a piece of many
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| This dead city won’t dance for me
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| Until you are here
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| We’ll wake the streets with broken beats
|
| Ripping out the tears
|
| This dead city won’t dance for me
|
| Until you are here
|
| We’ll wake the streets with broken beats
|
| Ripping out the tears
|
| I can feel the smoke rising
|
| Rising over me, yeah
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| I can feel the noise washing
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| Washing over me, yeah |