For this common penchant for chase
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I wouldn't trade for anything
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As in this world I live in design
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For your desire
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In the confines of mind
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I've been given the choice to sail with my doubts
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But nothing makes it ever enough
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I have to make the biggest mistake to find myself out
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That I would brave everything
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It includes walking through fire
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I've burnt alright all day and night
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You know what I need back
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For this enveloping fondness for bullets
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Taking shots, taking turns
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But in this world I only live in design
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By doing everything to become your only desire
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We course in our own world of great
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The two-faced wonder that I only knew of late
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But nothing makes it ever enough
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I had to make the biggest mistake to find it all out
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Clockwork
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| Up Dharma Down |
