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run a mile run a mile |
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'cos all the while |
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you're cramping my style cramp my style |
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bleeding me dry |
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grab a hold grab a hold |
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to steady your soul |
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and test if they're real test for real |
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all the spotlights you shone to help me |
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find needles in the hay |
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let them lift away |
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'cos i've got high hopes |
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i believe |
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in the roots that keep me complete |
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and i've got high hopes |
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all i need |
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is your hands to steady my feet steady my feet |
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you've sunken low sunken low |
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its another swift blow |
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and i know where you've been where have you |
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so don't feed off my skin |
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while i test if they're real test for real |
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all the stories you told to lift me |
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when good times went astray |
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let them lift away |
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'cos i've got high hopes |
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i believe |
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in the roots that keep me complete |
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and i've got high hopes |
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all i need |
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is your hands to steady my feet |
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we will lift away |
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'cos i've got high hopes |
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i believe |
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in the roots that keep me complete |
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and i've got high hopes |
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all i need |
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is your hands to steady my feet |
