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Correct Sorry Seacrest It's Casey's Countdown Lyrics
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Burden Of A Day
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Correct Sorry Seacrest It's Casey's Countdown
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We knew that this one is ours. We came we saw we conquered We knew that this one is yours Close the doors and shut it down We hope that this one will burn Deep into the hearts that need it the most Calm down and don't sweat it kid Your heart is hard to hold when it's beating like it is Bang the drum the saints go marching in We are vagabonds And we are not the ones to brandish our scars And steal the light from your eyes Take it in, it's not to much to see The air is clean, wipe those tears away (away from your eyes) You stand alone won't you sing along with me Open my chest up, my heart beats for you Give your pulse to me One second more, the second hand is ticking down We're running out, that bloody hand is killing time (murder) No you where meant to be, don't let this moment get you down You are so much more than you ever thought you where Replace the dark with light in your eyes You stand alone won't you sing along with me Open my chest up, my heart beats for you Give your pulse to me One second more, the second hand is ticking down We're running out, that bloody hand is killing time (murder) Sleepless nights in these cheap hotel's Upside down in dirty cafe spoon's This is all we know Tracking time by passing exit signs Double yellow paints the great divide Vultures wait it's not our time to die (we have till twelve) This moment's ours to stoke the vision burning in our hearts Control the blaze would be a grave disservice, we#ll be heard We stand together voice's strong, our message let it burn! If arson be the claim, I'll be the match you be the flame Judge and jury hear them say: Tonight, it's starts tonight Tonight, it's starts tonight Tonight, it's starts tonight Tonight, it's starts tonight You stand alone won't you sing along with me Open up my chest up, my heart beats for you give your pulse to me Tracking time by passing exit signs Double yellow paints the great divide Vultures wait it's not our time to die (we have till twelve)
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