| This night is living history
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| This night is such a mystery
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| This night I said I need your system overload
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| I lost my life on the Ambassador Bridge
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| Placing all my bets on everything
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| Keeping all my thoughts in the bridge
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| Yeah it was really nothing
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| Hey
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| Let the fun and games begin
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| You got to lose before you win
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| And what this really comes down to
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| Is hair care and maintenance of the skin
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| Hey
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| Last night I stood at your bed
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| Last night I plotted your end
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| Last night I said I need your system overload
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| I feel your system overload
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| I need your system overload
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| Inside my system overload
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| Sweet Jesus
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| And now you’re moving to a quieter place
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| For your relentless star fucking
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| I’m left to put it all back into place
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| Without sucking
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| Hey
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| It’s such an unoriginal sin
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| When love is only meant for a rubbish bin
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| And what this really comes down to
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| Is hair care and maintenance of the skin
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| This night is living history
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| This night is such a mystery
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| This night I said I need your system overload
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| I feel your system overload
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| I need your system overload
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| Inside my system overload
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| Sweet Jesus
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| System overload
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| I feel your system overload
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| I need your system overload
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| Inside my system overload
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| Sweet Jesus |