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I can brave the cold alone |
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I'm sleeping on the ground |
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I hate your golden throne |
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But want it for my own |
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I see that |
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I'm the one |
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Who's breakin' us in two |
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How could this be the end? |
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You're my, you're my |
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Number Thirteen |
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You're my, you're my |
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Loss of control |
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You're my, you're my |
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Everything |
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You're my, you're my... |
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Rake our nose across the stone |
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We're never leaving home |
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We're headed to the |
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WestBeyond the dying breath |
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Our boots will scratch and scrape |
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But we cannot escape |
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We're running to our fate |
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You're my, you're my |
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Number Thirteen |
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You're my, you're my |
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Loss of control |
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You're my, you're my |
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Everything |
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You're my, you're my... |
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I know the fields are burnin' |
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Blacks out the cruelest dawn |
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I hear the |
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God's a-screamin' |
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The war goes on and on |
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I can brave the cold alone |
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I'm sleeping underground |
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I've made your golden throne |
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But want it for my own |
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I see that |
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I'm the one |
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Who's breakin' us in two |
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How could this be the end? |
|
You're my, you're my |
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Number Thirteen |
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You're my, you're my |
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Loss of control |
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You're my, you're my |
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Everything |
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You're my, you're my... |
