Up for days
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cutting losses and trading
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in the most
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precious of wings
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These nights
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That never end,
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and these ghosts
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will never know true rest
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They stretch for miles, they take me home
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They stretch for miles, they take me home
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In the name of love
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and you I say sometimes
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when you win the war you lose it all
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Towering,
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they stretch for miles
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speaking as eloquently
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as the tallest of tales
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They stretch for miles, they take me home
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They stretch for miles, they take me home
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They stretch for miles! They take me home!
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They stretch for miles! They take me home!
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They stretch for miles! They take me home!
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They stretch for miles! They take me home!
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"The possibility, of, physical and mental collapse
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is now very real. No sympathy for the Devil.
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Keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride."
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They Stretch For Miles
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| Converge |
