| We were not quite young when you’d call it clockwise
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| Go unchallenged in the light of the life
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| In the struggle to rule the second string
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| In the valley of the middle fingers
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| In the valley of lead singers
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| We are not quite done, you could call it clockwise
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| Power surges and the backups are fried
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| We are live with «We Brought from the Blue»
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| In the hopeful haunts of all your dead ringers
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| In the valley of lead singers
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| In the hopeful haunts of all your dead ringers
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| In the valley of lead singers
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| We were not quite done, yeah, you call it clockwise
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| Hold the looking glass up to your eyes
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| See The Saviors are still asleep in the men’s
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| See invaders that look like their dead ringers
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| In the valley of lead singers
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| In the hopeful haunts of all your dead ringers
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| In the valley of lead singers
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| Low life, low lowlife
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| Low life, low lowlife
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| Low life, low lowlife
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| Low life, low lowlife
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| We were not quite fun, you could call it clockwise
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| Allow me here to accept the demise
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| Accept it proudly on your behalf
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| As you over steer, every star turn in here
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| In the valley of lead singers
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| In the hopeful haunts of all your dead ringers
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| In the valley of lead singers
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| In the hopeful haunts of all your dead ringers
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| In the valley of lead singers
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| In the hopeful haunts of all your dead ringers
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| In the valley of lead singers |