doorway in sight
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not a second too late
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into the night
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siren, spot light
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wailing wolves at the gate
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into the night
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mad dog patrol
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roaming 'round the grounds and
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all set to go
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hiding alone
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somewhere from the blood hounds
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all set to go
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running all day, in every direction
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finding his way, to civilization
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everything's gonna work out
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yes, everything's gonna work out
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he used to stand by his window, you
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know
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the view was so good, he wanted to go
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and now that he's back on those same
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old streets
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he's locked in again, and falls on his
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knees
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running away
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that is all that he knows
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time and again
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he fades away
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and forgets where he goes
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time and again
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The Outcast
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Voivod |