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You may have to drag me away from my demons |
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Kicking and screaming |
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It's been so long now, |
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I've been with them |
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Don't know where they stop and |
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I begin We draw a line in the sand |
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Will you cross it? |
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Oh, will you die for this? |
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Got nothing to tell you that you don't |
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Through your sadness below, already know |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Live through the past again |
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How many times must |
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I live through the past again? |
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No more Truth beyond truth and by our design |
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It is very fine like |
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Newman's wine |
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Oh, to be like him and walk a path |
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To lend a hand, do something worth a damn |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Live through the past again |
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How many times must |
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I live through the past again? |
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No more, wait |
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You may have to drag me away from my demons |
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Kicking and screaming |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Live through the past again |
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How many times must |
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I live through the past again? |
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No more, wait |
