It's a new kind of thing
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And it comes with the morning
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Some new kind of foes
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It's a new kind of bows
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It's a new way to go
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Something cold, something low
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Some new kind of zoo
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Into an old kind of doom
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It's the light of the morning still
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That thing that keeps you from breathing
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You better run to where there's night
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To hide from where there's light
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You better breathe while there's still time
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It's a new kind of thing
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And it comes with the morning
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Some new kind of foes
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It's a new kind of bows
|
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It's the light of the morning still
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That thing that keeps you from breathing
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You better run to where there's night
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To hide from where there's light
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You better breathe while there's still time
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You Better Breathe While There's Still Time
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| Lake Of Tears |
