| Intuition, blind ambition
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| Just a throw of the dice
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| Chasing blue skies, no compromise
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| Against all words of advice
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| Everything I ever wanted
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| There I can see it, and even taste it
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| Almost can reach it, breakdown
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| Wearing the groove out, wearing my heart out
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| Pinning my hopes on brokedown luck
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| Long nights, bright lights, dazzling insights
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| Go for the jugular vein
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| New town, old town, new grooves run down
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| Same old grooves in my brain
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| Everything I ever wanted
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| There I can see it, and even taste it
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| Almost can reach it, breakdown
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| Wearing the groove out, wearing my heart out
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| Pinning my hopes on brokedown luck
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| New town, old town, new grooves run down
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| Same old grooves in my brain
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| There I can see it, and even taste it
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| Almost can reach it, breakdown
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| Wearing the groove out, wearing my heart out
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| Pinning my hopes on brokedown luck
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| Dive in the deep end, nothing to defend
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| I’m breaking the record for breakdowns
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| Everything changes, still the refrain runs
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| Pinning my hopes on brokedown luck |