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i walk the streets where i regret, ah-ah-ah
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i stood along and watched myself fall apart
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and said the voices in my head, ah-ah-ah
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slipped through the chain link of a broken heart
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and when i´m tired of feeling black
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spread the wings upon you´re back
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take us high above it all
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stroke you´re feathers ´till we fall back down again, ah-ah-ah
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but everything that sounded good, ah-ah-ah
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i understand that i´ll be misunderstood
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and when i´m tired of feeling black
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spread the wings upon you´re back
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take us high above it all
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stroke you´re feathers ´till we fall
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until we fall, until we fall back down again
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yeah, back down again
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what do you feel before you think?
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what do you see before you blink?
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who do you battle in you´re dreams?
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who strokes you´re feathers ´till you scream?
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and when i´m tired of feeling black
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spread the wings upon you´re back
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take us high above it all
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and stroke you´re feathers ´till we fall
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until we fall, until we fall back down again
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yeah, back down again
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Until We Fall
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| Audioslave |
