| Can you let me in? |
| They said, «I can’t, I can’t»
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| Walk around 'til mornin' time lookin' for a hand
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| Every single one outstretched reachin' for the light
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| Comin' off the engine and they burn up inside
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| The car is nice, the leather’s fine, they’re headed for the hill
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| Happy to be burnin' than the one crushed in the grill
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| But I’m just hitchin' a ride
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| I’m just hitchin' a ride
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| Yeah, I’m just hitchin' a ride
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| I’m just hitchin' a ride
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| Codeine
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| A moment in silence
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| Sing
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| Trading time for kindness
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| Fade to black and close the act
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| 'Cause Tony is not comin' back
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| Angel rust, digital dust is hangin' in the air
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| Shed the light, it bursts, it shines and flirts with its despair
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| Shakily, a melody comes across the sky
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| Hits the lips of every kid and they begin to cry
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| But I’m just singin' along
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| I’m just singin' along
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| Yeah, I’m just singin' along
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| I’m just singing along
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| Ooh, Codeine
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| A moment’s silence
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| Sing
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| Trading time for kindness
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| Sing
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| No story about the blindness
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| Sing, ayy, ayy, ayy
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| Trading time for lightness
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| Fade to black and close the act
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| 'Cause Tony is not comin' back (Ayy)
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| Every past stretched out in strands, the thread to lace the coat
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| Wishes are made to die and future pokes the hole |