Nobody ever had a dream round here
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But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me
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Nobody ever pulls the seams round here
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But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me
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I've got this energy beneath my feet
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Like something underground's gonna come up and carry me
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I've got this sentimental heart that beats
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But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me now
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Why do you waste my time?
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Is the answer to the question on your mind
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And I'm sick of all my judges
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So scared of what they'll find
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But I know that I can make it
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As long as somebody takes me home every now and then
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Well have you ever seen the lights?
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Have you ever seen the lights?
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I took a shuttle on a shockwave ride
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Where people on the pen pull the trigger for accolades
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I took a bullet and I looked inside
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Running through my veins an American masquerade
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I still remember grandma Dixie's wake
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I've never really known anybody to die before
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Red, white and blue upon a birthday cake
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My brother, he was born on the fourth of the July and that's all
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Why do you waste my time?
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Is the answer to the question on your mind
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And I'm sick of all my judges
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They're so scared of letting me shine
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But I know that I can make it
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As long as somebody takes me home
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Every now and then
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Every now and then
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You know I see London, I see Sam's Town
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Holds my hand and lets my hair down
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Rolls that world right off my shoulder
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I see London, I see Sam's Town now
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Sam's Town (Abbey Road Version)
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| The Killers |
