This town is made by the imitation
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In this silly simulation
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I got no impression, in this imitation city
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My feelings are too many shades of gray
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Excited by searching for what's real,
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You get so hot I can't be near you
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Feel your frustration, feel your screams
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Taste your vibration, I feel it so much I tremble
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* Rage your dream, running through time
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Even the wind is full of light
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Rage your dream, just be waiting for me
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Feel the wind, please don't forget
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Rage your dream, continuing down the endless road
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Without turning back for love or the past
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You can go, you can shine
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Rage your dream, living the moment
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My pride says, "You gotta be wild and tough"
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Yeah, I won't let anyone else interfere
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Never stop, I don't want to stop
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Even if the sacrificed love cries out
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Aiming for the peak, I sweep the winding street
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Beep beep! The alarms are so cheap
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The sheep need to get out of my way
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Coz I'm never gonna stop streaking my dream
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Easy motivation when everything's a simulation
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Trying to run away to anywhere, to a safety zone
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Gaining something, but forgetting something else
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Not changing even if the world is broken
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Beasty shout, beyond anyone's control
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Violent dream, soon I will transcend even time
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Rage your dream, screaming brilliantly in the wind,
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Rage your dream, my heart almost stops
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I can feel it so strongly
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Rage your dream, as you burst through the darkness
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Like a streak to the peak
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Erasing the frozen nights around the world
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Raging your dream and opening the road
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Di-ding dang another round, never slow down
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A hundredth-second knockdown
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Let's go to the next town and erase the lingering memories
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The dust dances as the losers crawl on the ground
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Because boasts full of excuses
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Are troublesome, let's skirt around them
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The streaker leaves the end of the street
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Something they would know
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