| Long trails of streetlights
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| Engraved onto my eyes
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| Plagued air invade my lungs
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| Visor down on this night run.
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| Light’s traffic, two levels down
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| The seediest part of town
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| The sexiest motorbike
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| Going after those from whom we hide.
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| Shake the tension off your mind
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| No running even if we’re out time
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| Try to melt into the crowd
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| The unrelenting wall of sound.
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| We’re inside, we’re patching in
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| Logging on this cruel machine
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| Looking for some hidden path
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| To the code we need to crack
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| This toxic air is part of me
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| The streets unfolding underneath
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| The circuit of my destiny
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| Printed in blood and bones in me
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| This dying city is part of me
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| It’ll show no sign of my defeat
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| The circuit of my destiny
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| Printed in blood inside of me
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| The ceiling cracks they’re onto us
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| Can only see their muzzles flash
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| Out on the street we try to hide
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| She got hit and you didn’t see her die
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| This toxic air is part of me
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| The streets unfolding underneath
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| The circuit of my destiny
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| Printed in blood and bones in me
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| This dying city is part of me
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| It’ll show no sign of my defeat
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| The circuit of my destiny
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| Printed in blood inside of me
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| Four in the morning the skyscraper sleeps
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| I am alone to taste my defeat
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| The room is dark where she waits for me
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| One single kiss won’t erase my guilt
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| This toxic air is part of me
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| The streets unfolding underneath
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| The circuit of my destiny
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| Printed in blood and bones in me
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| This dying city is part of me
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| It’ll show no sign of my defeat
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| The circuit of my destiny
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| Printed in blood inside of me |