| Yeah, we’re all fast breakers
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| Comin' out of the gates,
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| Takin' chances. |
| We’re the crash and burn.
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| Yeah, there is a way with beauty,
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| But you never gave a love.
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| Cross the line where none return.
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| I watch my television; |
| almost lost my mind.
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| It said, «Open your eyes. |
| Leave it all behind.»
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| I heard the wind a-whisperin',
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| Strong magic comin' on!
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| It’s comin' out for sure.
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| Come see your children;
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| Yeah, they’re lighting up the skies.
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| Won’t recognize them any more.
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| Wolves at my door wised up quick.
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| Turn here and gone
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| From on the go.
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| Seems the old folks who come up short
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| Were the pretty little kids
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| Who didn’t want it. |
| No.
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| Oh, I had some crazy vision, one I can’t deny,
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| And it said, «Open my eyes. |
| Leave it all behind.»
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| I heard the wind a-whisperin',
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| Strong magic comin' on!
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| It’s comin' out for sure.
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| Come see your children;
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| Yeah, they’re lighting up the skies.
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| You won’t recognize them any more.
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| Ooh, mama, see the firelights.
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| Ooh, we’re comin' out tonight.
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| Ooh, mama, see the firelights.
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| Ooh, lightin' up the sky.
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| Light 'em up!
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| Lighting up the sky.
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| Lighting up the sky.
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| Lighting up the sky.
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| Lighting up the sky.
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| Light 'em up! |