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suddenly i found that i lost my way in the city |
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streets in the thousands all the colours bleed into one |
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fall down heaven wont help me |
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call out no one would hear |
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all of a sudden i lost my outta the city |
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stand tall |
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stand proud |
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every beginning is breaking its promise |
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i´m having trouble just finding some soul in this town |
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the names and the faces in the places they mean nothing to me |
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cos all they can do to be part of the queue in this town |
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fall down heaven wont help me |
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call out no one will hear |
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people tomorrow they say "well i say what a pity" |
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stand tall |
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stand proud |
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every beginning is breaking its promise |
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i´m having trouble just finding some soul in this town |
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stand tall |
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stand proud |
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every beginning is breaking its promise |
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i´m having trouble just finding my soul in this town |
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finding my soul in this town |
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keep on trying |
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keep on trying |
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keep on trying |
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keep on trying |
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it´s alright |
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and in your head |
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do you feel |
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what you´re not supposed to feel? |
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and you take |
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what you want |
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but you won´t get hope for free |
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you need |
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more time |
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because your thoughts and words won´t last forever |
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more |
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and i´m not sure |
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if it´ll ever ever ever work out right |
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if it´ll ever ever ever work out right |
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will it ever ever ever work out right?... |
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