There's sugar in the engine,
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I feel the friction and tension here.
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Sprinkle salt on the injured.
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It's a conversation piece.
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Look closely.
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Life isn't what it seems, sometimes.
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Act lonely, and just hope one day you'll feel alive.
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There's smoke all around the ceiling.
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I get the feeling that no one's safe.
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Let's concentrate on our healing.
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Gather 'round, you know it's worth the wait.
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Look closely.
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Life isn't what it seems, sometimes.
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Act lonely, and just hope one day you'll feel alive.
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Close your eyes and make a wish
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You'll need more than a crucifix to survive
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I know I'll never make your list
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I just hope one day I'll feel alive.
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One day I'll feel alive.
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(in the background, someone speaks:
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On November 24th
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I woke up just like any other day
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The beginning of another tour
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Just another city I've already seen before
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If I only knew that last night
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Was the last night I would ever see you again.
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I would have said good night.
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I would have said I love you.
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I would have said goodbye.)
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The cities won't be the same without you here.
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We take the stage.
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And I am so afraid.
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This fragile future,
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My sould to take.
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Sugar In The Engine
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| Hawthorne Heights |
