| Past the stars and the western sky- here, give it to me!
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| Let me have it’s past, revelin the mystery.
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| I don’t want to be one better, I could be the one you find.
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| I don’t want to be one bigger, I could be the one you left behind.
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| So stand right here, show us you’re alive: melt with the others- show us you
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| can cry.
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| Idon’twant to be one bigger, I could be the one you find.
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| I don’t want to be one better, I could be the one you left behind,
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| but you gotta stand right here, you gotta stand beside me.
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| It’s bright out here and I’m glad I’m alive.
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| Smile at me.
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| Stand by me.
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| It’s bright out here and I’m glad I’m alive, glad I’m alive.
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| Red army drug war. |