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Son I don't want run in place, I don't want to run out |
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Who the hell runs this place, still trying to figure out |
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Why I have to fight so hard just to put up a fight |
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I hear myself loud and clear, maybe just too loud |
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Everyone sounds sincere, but shut up before you fall apart |
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Right here and now |
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Son in my hands, neon eyes take the lead |
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And darling I know I've made mistakes |
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But won't you follow me into the deep |
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When you hold my hand, hold on for dear life |
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Cuz when you look at me that way, you force a riot |
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And walls are caving in, you fuel the fire |
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I don't want to say a word |
