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Cut and run toward the sun Our work here is done Hang a ride Those distant lies That's me tonight And credits roll over it all Those summer nights In pleasant skies We wore it out And I don't know how But I'm going down Move them out Don't think about Your life before, anymore Hang a lift The angels wept And then they laughed And credits roll over it all Those summer nights In pleasant skies We wore it out And I don't know how But I'm going down With nothin' to lose Nothin' to lose Nothin' to lose I've got nothin' to lose
Writer(s): Jason Lytle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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