| I’ll stay awake 'til I find you
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| I’ll walk all night in leather shoes
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| My cigarette still at the store
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| My cowboy hat collecting dust
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| I can make nothing but circles,
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| Nothing but circles when I run, when I run
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| I can not stop my own breathing,
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| Fingers are bleeding holding on, holding on I never find what I look for
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| I’ll stay the same, I’ll start a war
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| When I was young I used to try
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| Distracting God with falling stars
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| I can make nothing but circles,
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| Nothing but circles when I run, when I run
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| I can not stop my own breathing,
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| Fingers are bleeding holding on, holding on I can make nothing but circles,
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| Nothing but circles when I run, when I run
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| I can not stop my own breathing,
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| Fingers are bleeding holding on, holding on I can make nothing but circles,
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| Nothing but circles when I run, when I run
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| I can not stop my own breathing,
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| Fingers are bleeding holding on, holding on |