| When your down and out of luck
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| Hopes and wishes turn to dust
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| Letting nothing in and nothing out
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| And your truth has turned to doubt
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| Yet again you walk alone
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| Streets at night becomes your home
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| Time’s gone by you’re growing old
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| City lights they shine so cold
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| One step closer to your grave
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| Guess there’s nothing left to say
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| You just keep on walking, you just keep on walking
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| Move on closer to your grave
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| All day long you sit around
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| Staring at the shadow no your ground
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| Stories from this one track mind
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| Like being lead on by the blind
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| Stay awake all through the night
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| Another day another fight
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| One repeating silent shout
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| Now your flames are dying out
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| One step closer to your grave
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| Guess there’s nothing left to say
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| You just keep on walking, you just keep on walking
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| Move on closer to your grave
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| And again you walk alone
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| Streets at night becomes your home
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| Time’s gone by you´re growing old
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| City lights they shine so cold
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| Guess there´s nothing left to say
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| You just keep on walking, you just keep on walking
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| Move on closer to my grave |