We knew that this one is ours.
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We came we saw we conquered
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We knew that this one is yours
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Close the doors and shut it down
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We hope that this one will burn
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Deep into the hearts that need it the most
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Calm down and don't sweat it kid
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Your heart is hard to hold when it's beating like it is
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Bang the drum the saints go marching in
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We are vagabonds
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And we are not the ones to brandish our scars
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And steal the light from your eyes
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Take it in, Its not to much to see
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The air is clean, wipe your tears away (away from your eyes)
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You stand alone wont you sing along with me
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Open my chest up, my heart beats for you
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Give your pulse to me
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One second more, the second hand is ticking down
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We're running out, that bloody hand is killing time (Murder)
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No you where meant to be, don't let this moment get you down
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You are so much more then you ever thought you where
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Replace the dark with light in your eyes
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Sleepless nights in these cheap hotel's
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Upside down in dirty cafe spoon's
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This is all we know
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Tracking time by passing exit signs
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Double yellow paints the great divide
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Vultures wait it's not our time to die (We have till twelve)
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This moment's ours to stoke the vision burning in our hearts
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Control the blaze would be a grave disservice, we will be heard
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We stand together voice's strong, our message let it burn
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If arson be the claim, I'll be the match you be the flame
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Judge and jury hear them say (It's starts tonight)
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You stand alone won't you sing along with me
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Open up my chest up, my heart beats for you (Give your pulse to me)
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Tracking time by passing exit signs
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Double yellow paints the great divide
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Vultures wait it's not our time to die (We have till twelve)
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Sorry Seacrest It's Casey's Countdown
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| Burden Of A Day |
