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She’s buried on dark city streets again
And before someone notices
She’s already gone, far gone
Yeah she’s already
Don’t think she’s coming home this time
Anything but live this way
One minute here and then she’s gone
Resolving her own misery
Last chance for her to get it right
Bright lights big city, cold nights-cold feelings
Its hard to be yourself in a city where everyone’s the same
Bright lights big city, cold nights cold feelings
It’s hard to be yourself, and I guess I learn my lessons
The hard way
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