Hit the ground and start running
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Around the streets where you grew up
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Try at best to feel something
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Show me when I'm outta luck
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Bones of stone pierce the water
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I've got time on my shoulders
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Here tonight we cross the border
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That divides
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Us and ourselves
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It's strange how I still feel nothing
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It's strange I feel so undercut ooh
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I kick my legs and I surface for air
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I'll show you when I'm outta luck
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Bones of stone pierce the water
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I've got time on my shoulders
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Here tonight we cross the border
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That divides
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Us and ourselves
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For us and ourselves
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Bones of stone
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Bones out-grown
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All that's left
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Is us
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Us and ourselves
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Oh, is us and ourselves
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Is us and ourselves
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Is us and ourselves
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Us and ourselves
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Hit the ground and start running
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Around the streets where you grew up
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Make a sound, write a story you can tell
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For us, for us and ourselves
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Us & Ourselves
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| Morning Parade |
