| Now in the streets we’re growing old day by day
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| Caught in a nightmare, we’re victims of the pain
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| Coming on stringer, we won’t slow down
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| Everybody raise your hands
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| Straight out of nowhere, to this town
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| We’re back to make stand
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| You and I were born to ride
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| Together against the wind
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| Cause Rock and Roll lives in our souls
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| But they’ll never understand
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| Maybe this road will take us down
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| But baby I just don’t care
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| Cause rocking and rolling is our law
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| And that’s where I wanna be
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| Long highways made of dreams
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| And destiny’s an open book
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| Old troubles, older schems
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| We’re proud of the way w took
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| Paying their dues for too much time
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| Metal systems overloaded
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| We got to break free on wings of light
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| Cause we are Dexter Ward
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| Over and over, and over again
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| We’ll never tear the down
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| We are back to break the silence
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| The metal flaks shine on
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| With a rage of angels we will come
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| To rock you out of home
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| Bang your head, scream out your souls
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| Cause we are Dexter Ward
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| Out in the streets we’re growing old day by day
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| Caught in a nightmare, we’re victims of the pain
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| Coming on stronger, we won’t slow down
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| Everybody raise your hands
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| Straight out of nowhere, to this town
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| We’re back to make our stand |