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It's a crazy world we live in. And I'm leaving it today. For another institution. We crazy people play. Every time I climb the mountain. And it turned into a hill. I promised me that I'd move on
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It's the same old song. You've gotta be somewhere at sometime. They never let you fly. . It's like broken glass. You get cut before you see it. So open up your eyes. . You've got desire. So l
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I'm a wheel, I'm a wheel,. I can roll, I can feel. (And) You can't stop me turning. . 'cause I'm the sun, I'm the sun,. I can move, I can run,. But you'll never stop me burning. . Come down wi
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Good night, we're closing again. Come back, we're open tomorrow. We've finished today. I'm just staying away. We know what's good for the brain Oh, plastic dreams and fast machines. Pushing it to
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Don't talk to strangers. Cause they're only there to do you harm. Don't write in starlight. 'Cause the words may come out real. Don't hide in doorways. You may find the key that opens up your sou
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Sing me a song, you're a singer. Do me a wrong, you're a bringer of evil. The Devil is never a maker. The less that you give, you're a taker. So it's on and on and on, it's Heaven and Hell, oh wel
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In the misty morning, on the edge of time. We've lost the rising sun, a final sign. As the misty morning rolls away to die. Reaching for the stars, we blind the sky. We sailed across the air befor
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Sing me a song, you're a singer. Do me a wrong, you're a bringer of evil. The Devil is never a maker. The less that you give, you're a taker. So it's on and on and on, it's Heaven and Hell, oh wel
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You watch their faces. You'll see the traces. Of the things they want to be. But only we can see. . They come for killing. They leave and still it seems. The cloud that's left behind. Oh, can
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Holy Diver. You've been down too long in the midnight sea. Oh what's becoming of me. Ride the tiger. You can see his stripes but you know he's clean. Oh don't you see what I mean. Gotta get away
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Don't talk to strangers. Cause they're only there to do you harm. Don't write in starlight. 'Cause the words may come out real. Don't hide in doorways. You may find the key that opens up your sou
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In the misty morning, on the edge of time. We've lost the rising sun, a final sign. As the misty morning rolls away to die. Reaching for the stars, we blind the sky. We sailed across the air befor
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Give me a choice between pleasure and pain. I choose pain. . Another day without a heartbeat. How can your heart beat. If they've taken it away. For the first time, just don't think about it. T
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You watch their faces. You'll see the traces. Of the things they want to be. But only we can see. . They come for killing. They leave and still it seems. The cloud that's left behind. Oh, can
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You're a dancer. But you're dancing on air. Just a matter of time till you fall. . . You're a dreamer. One night at the fair. But still you want it all. . . You're in danger. The last of a