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72 lines
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I'm not waiting
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For a king
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To rule my mind
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Or anything
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I don't need your
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Band of gold
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To take me where I need to go
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A simple man
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Well he could do more
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But you can only see the traces
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That have gone before
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There's an edge to life
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That will cut you like a knife
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When you lay your head down
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There's a castle of sand
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That gets kicked in your face
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To see how easily you'd fall from grace
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There's a piece of dust
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That crumbles in your hand
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If you decide to lose control
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No one can escape
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When you find out they're fake
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And you want to take the whole lot down
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A simple man
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Well he could do more
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But you can only see the traces
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That have gone before
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There's a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
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If you walk the white line
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There's a piece of dust that crumbles in your hand
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If you decide to lose control
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There's a castle of sand that gets kicked in your face
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To see how easily you'd fall from grace
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Yes, there's a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
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There's an edge to life
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That will cut you like a knife
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When you lay your head down
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You know you can't escape
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When you find out they're fake
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And you want to take the whole lot down
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There's no truth in the lie that only angels cry
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When everybody knows we're all born to die
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There's an edge to life
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That will cut you like a knife
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I miss you
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There's no power that is such a thrill
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That can make a man or anything
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I miss you
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I miss you
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I miss you
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I miss you
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I miss you
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__________________
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Name Edge To Life
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Artist Recoil
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Album Bloodline
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Original text by Toni Halliday, Alan Wilder
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