It's the same old situation
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Same old faces, but a different town
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Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide
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I'm dancing with the shadows,
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In a cold moonlight.
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And I can't wait until the morning
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I can't wait another minute, hour day or night,
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I can't wait until the morning,
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You know it won't feel so cold.
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It's 5 am, and I just got into bed
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And the heart of the city is almost gone,
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And I know what is right
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And I know what is wrong
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I'm dancing with the shadows,
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In a cold moonlight.
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And I can't wait until the morning
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I can't wait another minute, hour day or night,
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I can't wait until the morning,
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You know it feels so cold.
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Sometimes in between my dreams at night,
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I walk alone I'm going underground.
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And in the distance I can hear a crowd.
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It makes me wonder what it's all about.
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All about...
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All about
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It's the same old consolation,
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Different faces in the same old town,
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Nowhere to run to
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Nowhere to hide,
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They're dancing with the shadows,
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In a cold moonlight
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And I can't wait until the morning
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I can't wait another minute, hour day or night,
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I can't wait until the morning,
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You know it feels so cold
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Morning
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Wet Wet Wet |