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walk a |
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ly one that |
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have ever |
known. |
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Don’t know |
where |
it goes, |
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but |
it’s home to |
me |
and I walk a |
lone.
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walk this |
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ty street, |
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on |
the Boule |
vard |
of Broken |
Dreams. |
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Where the |
cit |
y sleeps, |
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the only |
one |
and I walk a |
lone.
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I walk a |
lone, |
I walk a |
lone. |
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I walk a |
lone, |
I walk a |
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My |
shad |
ow’s the |
on |
ly one that |
walks |
beside me. |
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My |
shal |
low |
hearts |
the only |
thing |
that’s beating. |
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Some |
times |
I |
wish |
someone out |
there |
will find me. |
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’Till |
then |
I |
walk |
alone. |
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Ah |
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ah |
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ah |
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ahhh |
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haaa- |
ah |
ah |
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ah |
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ah |
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I’m |
walking |
down |
the line |
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Em
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that |
divides me |
some |
where in my |
mind. |
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On the |
bor |
der line |
of |
the edge |
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and |
where |
I walk al |
one.
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Read |
bet |
ween |
the lines |
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what’s |
fucked up and |
eve |
rything’s all |
right. |
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to |
know |
I’m still a |
live |
and I walk al |
one.
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I walk a |
lone, |
I walk a |
lone. |
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I walk a |
lone, |
I walk a |
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Em
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My |
shad |
ow’s the |
on |
ly one that |
walks |
beside me. |
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D
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Em
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My |
shal |
low |
hearts |
the only |
thing |
that’s beating. |
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G
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D
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Em
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Some |
times |
I |
wish |
someone out |
there |
will find me. |
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G
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B
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Em
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Till |
then |
I |
walk |
al |
one.
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Ah |
-ah |
ah |
-ah |
ah |
-ah |
ahhh |
-ah |
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Em
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G
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I |
walk this |
emp |
ty street, |
D
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A
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Em
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on |
the Boule |
vard |
of Broken |
Dreams. |
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G
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Where the |
cit |
y sleeps, |
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D
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A
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and |
I’m |
the only |
one |
and I walk a |
C
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G
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D
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Em
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My |
shad |
ow’s the |
on |
ly one that |
walks |
beside me. |
C
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G
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D
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Em
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My |
shal |
low |
hearts |
the only |
thing |
that’s beating. |
C
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G
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D
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Em
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Some |
times |
I |
wish |
someone out |
there |
will find me. |
C
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G
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B
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’Till |
then |
I |
walk |
alone. |