| The sun is up, the road is clear, reaching for you,
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| You’re while awake, confess to sleep,
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| But I know what’s on your mind, what’s in your head,
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| Just don’t come back for me to save you.
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| Go, if you want, 'cause I’ll be fine here on my own,
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| Take it on if you have to, I can make my own new hope.
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| Go You’re riding high and who’s to blame,
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| You lose control and there is howling from far away,
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| Your solitude suits you well, you said
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| You’ll see how it becomes to live in hell
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| Go, if you want to, 'cause I’ll be fine here on my own,
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| Take it on if you have to, 'cause I can make my own new hope.
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| Go, if you want to, 'cause I’ll be fine here on my own,
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| Just take it on if you have to, 'cause I can make my own new hope.
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| Go, if you want to, 'cause I’ll be fine here on my own,
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| Take it on if you have to, 'cause I can make my own new hope.
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| Just go ohh
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| Just go ohh
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| Just take it on if you need to,
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| 'cause I can make my own new hope
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| Just go ohh
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| Just go ohh |