| Backwoods lighter, roll that kush up
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| Breathe those dreams inside of me
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| I see fire so I look up
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| On these California streets
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| All my life, I been running toward the fight
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| Oh lord, when I die
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| Make my life a lullaby
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| 'Til that long goodnight
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| Keep my fire burnning like a star
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| I’m not afraid of the dark
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| Staring at this stucco ceiling
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| Wondering how to break it down
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| If it’s falling, will I feel it?
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| If it doesn’t, will I drown?
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| All my life, I been running toward the fight
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| Oh lord, when I die
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| Make my life a lullaby
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| 'Til that long goodnight
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| Keep my fire burnning like a star
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| I’m not afraid of the dark
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| Too many years that I’ve wasted
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| Now I can’t slow down
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| I’m just so scared that I’m fading
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| I just can’t slow down
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| Nocturnal beast, born in the east
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| Raised in a small town
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| Too late to slow down, down, down
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| Oh lord, when I die
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| Make my life a lullaby
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| 'Til that long goodnight
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| Keep my fire burnning like a star
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| I’m not afraid of the dark
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| I’m not afraid of the dark
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| Oh lord, when I die
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| Make my life a lullaby (When I die)
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| 'Til that long goodnight
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| Keep my fire burnning like a star (Burning like a star)
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| I’m not afraid of the dark (I'm not afraid of the dark)
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| I’m not afraid |