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Crazy night, I find myself stuck in between an open target and a world of broken dreams.
She'll wait for me there...where red and blue collide.
Forget tomorrow.
On my hands and knees I beg and plead for you baby;
that someday soon we'll get it figured out and you & I can find our way back home.
Every day another void fill an empty page,
while I'm searching for the path that meets the edge and she'll be there.
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