| The whole kit, the whole game
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| The whole world…
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| It’s fucking absurd
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| Armed to the teeth for the next urge
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| And there’s a hint of demise in the air
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| We will walk these streets
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| For only for so long
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| Until the next ones come
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| Giving up on a holiday
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| Enslaved by the living wage
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| We do it all over again
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| But what do we really want?
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| Our legacies, our big breaks
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| The ripple in time that’s left in our wake
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| It’s been the same thing
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| Everywhere and every time
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| Elusive dream
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| Elusive dream
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| Elusive dream
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| Elusive dream
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| Every view, every sense
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| Every word…
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| We try to defend
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| Puts us further out in the deep end
|
| And there’s a hint of regret in the air
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| We will haunt these feeds
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| For only so long
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| Until the next ones come
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| All the lights that we gather 'round
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| In the cities and in the towns
|
| We do it all over again
|
| But what do we really want?
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| Our fantasies, our desires
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| To be heard, to live for three words
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| It’s been the same thing
|
| Everywhere and every time
|
| Our legacies, our big breaks
|
| The ripple in time that’s left in our wake
|
| It’s been the same thing
|
| Everywhere and every time
|
| Elusive dream
|
| Elusive dream
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| Elusive dream
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| Elusive dream
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| Elusive dream
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| (Elusive dream)
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| Elusive dream
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| (Elusive dream) |