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Superstark Midnight
02:09
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Racing with the wind blowing up in my face
Superstark midnight on the streets of LA
I roll with the sound of the city - she calls my name
around midnight you'll be doing the same
When I roll it's the sound of the city
hold tight or let me go
When I run it's the sound of the city
she knows where she started from, I was always racing with the wind..
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Hush
02:40
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The conversation is loud, the conversation is lonely
you do your mother so proud, but don't you know you've gotta come back home someday..
Hush, the conversation's too much, then the confrontation comes
I really don't care for sunshine love, I really don't care if you're smart enough..
Hush this motherfuckers too much with the information rush
I really don't care for sunshine love, cold to the bone hot to the touch
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Radio On
03:18
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She tries running through the red light
It's all a game to her, a different game to me
We right temporary outlines.. with just the basic facts
then never going back, never going back..
She's been screaming I see demons, I've been torn apart
drowning out the sound with the radio on, radio on
You've been cruising I keep loosing, I still play the part
Pounding on the ground with the radio on, radio on, radio on...
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California Calling
01:48
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I don't know where to start
there's no where left to go
If I could find a world out on my own
If I could meet the girls, standing in the back of every show
California's calling
I'm coming up on parole
Just one more underpass, left to go
until I meet the girls. Standing in the back of every show.
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Liver and Bone
03:29
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Put your struggles aside
You're just a voice on the telephone now
listless and scattered I'm out of this pattern with you
I'm tired of just dreaming, I don't care how your skin used to feel
I'm back from the farm let this future get started for real
I'm all liver and bone, make me believe in your strong melody
I'm all liver and bone, make me believe, make me believe
My memory lies, when it paints me a fake paradise
maybe this splendid defender could save me from you
I'm tired of just dreaming, I was meant to do much greater things
I'll roll out like thunder when I get out from under your doom.
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