Green light turns to yellow, all the signs say wait
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Despite the call for caution you're out there pushing fate
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A voice inside you says a smarter man would turn and run
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And you can't help but wonder if you'll live to see the sun
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But the night is calling your name
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Nobody's right, no one's too blame, (It's too late to run)
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Just pray you don't become a victim of the game
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Somewhere there's a siren, your heart is in your throat
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Hard cold reassurance, blue steel in your coat
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How did a boy from Kansas ever wind up on these streets
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It's not what you intended, but now you're in too deep
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And the night is calling your name
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Nobody's right, no one's too blame, (It's too late to run)
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Just pray you don't become a victim of the game
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Did someone recognize you, is your cover blown
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Headlights turn the corner and you're standing there alone
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And the night is calling your name
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Nobody's right, no one's too blame, (It's too late to run)
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Just pray you don't become a victim of the game
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A Victim Of The Game
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| Restless Heart |
