A change of speed, a change of style.
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A change of scene, with no regrets,
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A chance to watch, admire the distance,
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Still occupied, though you forget.
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Different colours, different shades,
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Over each mistakes were made.
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I took the blame.
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Directionless so plain to see,
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A loaded gun won't set you free.
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So you say.
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We'll share a drink and step outside,
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An angry voice and one who cried,
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'We'll give you everything and more,
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The strain's too much, can't take much more.'
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I've walked on water, run through fire,
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Can't seem to feel it anymore.
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It was me, waiting for me,
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Hoping for something more,
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Me, seeing me this time,
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Hoping for something else.
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New Dawn Fades
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Joy Division |