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there's other countries in the world i know there must be some but this state's blocked them all out cold start out so good then you recline there' s been talk of getting out of here but change is not the same of hope or words of quitting, getting on with things you can't quit nothing we shed the old scales to be sure they don't weigh anything like what you're worth and if you're pure had it so good, into a decline heard you doubt the value of the shore you know you might be getting near words of quitting, getting on with things you can't quit nothing when i like awake at night i race the light i race the light i race how i hope to fold my sight to fold my sight to fold From Letras Mania