Driving for days through North Ontario
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Can't find a station on the radio
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I'm cold and lonely in the afterglow
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An empty bar and uninspired show
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I hate myself for being miserable
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A six day binge is bound to do it though
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I wish that I could be invisible
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We're three weeks in and out of control
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One by one every heart is a loaded gun
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One by one every heart is a loaded gun
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I've been shot down and I've been torn apart
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Living out songs about a broken heart
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Blinding ambition, stabbing in the dark
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And waiting for a better life to start
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One by one every heart is a loaded gun
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If I fall apart, stumbling in the dark, going way too far
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If I fall apart will it leave a scar on my loaded heart if I fall apart
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Driving for days through North Ontario
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Can't find a station on the radio
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I'm cold and lonely in the afterglow
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An empty bar and uninspired show
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With every turn we learn to take it slow
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Redemption waiting further down the road
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We change and everything is temporal
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And time will tell us where we've got to go
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One by one
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One by one
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One by one every heart is a loaded gun
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One by one every heart is a loaded gun
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One by one every heart is a loaded gun
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One by one a heavy heart is a setting sun
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One By One
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| The Trews |
