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The pressure is mounting, |
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I'm ready and countin' |
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There's something |
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I've got to be |
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I'm fearless, |
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I'm feeling |
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Scared senseless, who needs this, |
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Still something |
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I've got to be |
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There is no going back, this is what we know |
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We come to entertain, asking you to follow |
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Be born to self-destruct, here it comes again |
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A desire to go down in flames |
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My heart's racing, my legs shakin', |
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Is more drama in the making |
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I had a feeling this day would come |
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So are we really good or just delirious, |
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But if you stop us now it could get serious |
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I'm sorry, mama, for what |
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I've become |
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There is no going back, this is what we know |
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We come to entertain, asking you to follow |
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Be born to self-destruct, here it comes again |
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A desire to go down in flames |
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You can turn it off, but it never stops, |
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Madness or not, |
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I risk everything |
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I've got And if |
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I've got to do it all over again |
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I'd still believe in these friends |
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And the mess they get me in |
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There is no going back, this is what we know |
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We come to entertain, asking you to follow |
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Be born to self-destruct, here it comes again |
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A desire to go down in flames |
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Flames... |
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Flames... |
