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follow me home if you dare to |
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i wouldnt know where to lead you |
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should i take chances when no one took chances on me? |
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so i watch for the dark, wait for my life to start |
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with no beauty in my memory |
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all that i wanted was to be wanted |
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too young to wander london streets, alone and haunted |
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born into nothing |
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at least you have something, something to cling to |
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visions of dazzling rooms ill never get let into |
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and the memories were lost long ago |
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but at least you have beautiful ghosts |
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perilous night, their voices calling |
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a flicker of light before the dawning |
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out here, the wild ones are taming the fear within me |
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scared to call them my friends and be broken again |
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is this hope just a mystical dream? |
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all that i wanted was to be wanted |
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too young to wander london streets, alone and haunted |
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born into nothing |
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at least you have something, something to cling to |
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visions of dazzling rooms ill never get let into |
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and the memories were lost long ago |
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but at least you have beautiful ghosts |
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and so maybe my home isnt what i had known |
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what i thought it would be |
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but i feel so alive with these phantoms of night |
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and i know that this life isnt safe, but its wild and its free |
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all that i wanted was to be wanted |
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ill never wander london streets, alone and haunted |
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born into nothing |
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with them, i have something, something to cling to |
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i never knew id love this world theyve let me into |
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and the memories were lost long ago |
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so ill dance with these beautiful ghosts |
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and the memories were lost long ago |
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so ill dance with these beautiful ghosts |