| Meet me. |
| Underneath the neon light
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| We’ll go wandering into the night
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| There’s something underneath the beat of control
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| Something. |
| A music that is beyond all
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| Something. |
| A music that is beyond all
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| You go to sleep, you wake up, you do it again
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| And there’s a beat, you make up inside of your head
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| And every street’s a river. |
| Be born or be dead
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| We are all singing this song, but nobody knows how
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| It’s gonna end
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| Kiss me in the coolness of the night
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| Take me further from the fire-light
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| This jungle, no one really knows where to go Searching for something that is beyond all
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| We’re searching for something that is beyond all
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| You go to sleep, you wake up, you do it again
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| Then there’s a beat, you make up inside of your head
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| And every street’s a river. |
| Be born or be dead
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| We are all singing this song, but nobody knows how
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| It’s gonna end
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| Break me, up until I’m pieces of sand
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| Blow me up, and scatter me across the land
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| Our bodies, they’re hairy and they’re fat and they’re
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| Old
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| I’m searching for something that is beyond all
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| Music, music that is beyond all.
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| You go to sleep, you wake up, you do it again
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| Then there’s a beat, you make up inside of your head
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| And every street’s a river. |
| Be born or be dead
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| We are all singing this song, but nobody knows how
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| It’s gonna end |