Many years in my city
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I've never seen a face like yours
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You are a new beginning
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To an endless haze, a darker song, a
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Thousand girls they sing along
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Come out! Come out! Come out!
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But I like falling apart
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Woke up with the ash tray
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"Shit! What'd we do last night?"
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That life never found me
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No movie dream, that you see, a
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Thousand girls they want that song
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Come out! Come out! Come out!
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But I like falling apart
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Then I pick up the pieces and run
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Come out! Come out! Come out!
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I pick up the pieces and run
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Come out! Come out! Come out!
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But I like falling apart
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Then I pick up the pieces and run
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Come out! Come out! Come out!
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I pick up the pieces
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I have my story
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And you have yours to hold
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How vain or bold
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Whether life was taken or took from you
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We are here 'cause we survived our worlds
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It's true
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And you must know that it's a bond much
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Greater than
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Any sickness you can try to understand
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'Cause in the darkness hand and hand we
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Had to crawl
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And to the dead - I will swear to love you all
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Then I pick up the pieces and run
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Come out! Come out! Come out!
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I pick up the pieces and run
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Come out! Come out! Come out!
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I pick up my pieces and run
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Come out! Come out! Come out!
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I pick up my pieces and I run...
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S.O.G. Burning In Hell
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| Steel Train |
