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Lord, don't pull me down from here
Things have never felt so clear
Love the smell of electricity
Never fails to get the best of me
My eyes are closed
I've never seen so far
Can't find the time to fill a day
Only got one chance, gotta make it pay
And Lord, tell me what I want to hear
And Lord, show me when the end is near
My eyes are closed
I've never seen so far
My eyes are closed
I've never seen so far
Things have never felt so clear
Love the smell of electricity
Never fails to get the best of me
My eyes are closed
I've never seen so far
Can't find the time to fill a day
Only got one chance, gotta make it pay
And Lord, tell me what I want to hear
And Lord, show me when the end is near
My eyes are closed
I've never seen so far
My eyes are closed
I've never seen so far
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