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Another day turns cold and grey |
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Another day for you to turn away |
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Walk so fast your acting defensive |
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Walls so tall we can't climb the fences |
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And I won't rest here without seeing |
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You will not find us |
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It's not for you to say, |
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Runaway I just cannot |
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Break this feeling |
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It won't define us |
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It's such a vital sound, |
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Underground I just cannot |
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Break this feeling |
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Behind a veil of old decay |
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The wasted years |
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The slums degenerate |
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And I won't be the one |
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To forget how you've |
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Become alone and rejected |
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And it won't stop me, |
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Finding freedom |
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We're breaking down |
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You will not find us |
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It's not for you to say, |
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Runaway I just cannot |
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Break this feeling |
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It won't define us |
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It's such a vital sound, |
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Underground I just cannot |
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Break this feeling |
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Walk so fast your acting defensive |
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Walls so tall we can't climb the fences |
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And it won't stop me, |
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Finding freedom |
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You will not find us |
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It's not for you to say, |
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Runaway I just cannot |
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Break this feeling |
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It won't define us |
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It's such a vital sound, |
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Underground I just cannot |
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Break this feeling |
