| Are you still carrying the torch?
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| Did they forget about your cause?
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| Are you relieved, that there’ll be no repeat?
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| You’re breaking hearts you can’t replace
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| But still you won’t give up the chase
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| There’s no relief
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| What you gonna do, when they’re coming after you?
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| And you thought it would be easy
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| You better join a queue
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| What you gonna do?
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| What are you gonna do?
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| What are you gonna do?
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| You got your hand caught in the till
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| But still you’re firing at will
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| No retreat
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| No, there’ll be no retreat
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| You’ve knocked on every single door
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| But still they’ve found you wanting more
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| You’re a thief
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| What you gonna do, when they’re coming after you?
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| And you thought it would be easy
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| You better join a queue
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| What you gonna do?
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| What are you gonna do?
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| What are you gonna do?
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| What you gonna do, when they’re coming after you?
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| And you thought it would be easy
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| You better join a queue
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| What you gonna do?
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| What are you gonna do?
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| What are you gonna do? |