| This is a story full of restless nights
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| Of do or do not 'cause there is no try
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| Across a decade we flew high and we fell low
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| And getting up when we’re dragged down is all we’ve known
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| We were born to be the ones
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| To show the faithless what we’ve done
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| And there’s a fire inside
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| We were born to be the ones
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| To show the faithless what we’ve done
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| And there’s a fire inside
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| It burns like the surface of the sun
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| Here in this Angel City lights will shine
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| (Lights will shine)
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| And for a while we let ourselves go blind
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| (Inaudible)
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| But now we know who loves and loves us not
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| And they’re worth every good thing we have lost
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| (Oooh!)
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| We were born to be the ones
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| To show the faithless what we’ve done
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| And there’s a fire inside
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| (Born to be)
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| We were born to be the ones
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| To show the faithless what we’ve done
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| And there’s a fire inside
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| It burns like the surface of the sun
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| We were born to be the ones
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| And burn like the surface of the sun
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| (Oooh!)
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| To show the faithless what we’ve done
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| (Oooh!)
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| And burn like the surface of the sun
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| And all the million miles to go
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| Not over yet, not even close
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| We were born to be the ones
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| To show the faithless what we’ve done
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| And there’s a fire inside
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| We were born to be the ones
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| To show the faithless what we’ve done
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| And there’s a fire inside
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| It burns like the surface of the sun
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| (Oooh!)
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| We were born to be the ones
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| (Oooh!)
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| And burn like the surface of the sun
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| (Oooh!)
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| To show the faithless what we’ve done
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| (Oooh!)
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| And burn like the surface of the sun |