radar's on, cruising low altitude...
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just a few more miles, til I elude...
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enemy planes coming from foreign skies...
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with orders to demoralize...
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holding hands in the underground...
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everything's here right here...
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everything's here right now...
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all that is...
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is what is now...
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who am I without your photograph...
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the wind blows through, this loveless craft...
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dodging the ghosts, haunting these vacant skies...
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i've been out here so far...
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i've been out here so long, demoralized...
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holding hands in, the underground...
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the walls above us are coming down...
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everything's here right here...
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everything's here right now...
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all that is, is what is now...
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here right here
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everythings here right now
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all that is is what is now
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we could take over...
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we could take over...
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we could take over...
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we could take over
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here right here...
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everything's here right now...
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all that is is what is now... everything
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Here Right Here
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| Sense Field |
