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QUIET RIOT
We're not the ones to blame Burning passions mixed with pain Past the point of no return Nothing stays the same The streets become our home Restless souls out on our own Trapped my ruins made by fools Chasing the unknown In the still of the night With nowhere to turn We took a roll of the dice And we learn And in the still of the night Streets of fire will burn As we run for our lives To survive Yeah Voices in the dark Calling us to play a part Little be known the razor's edge Have we gone too far? Every chance that we take There is a price that must be paid It's easy come and easy go But we are here to stay Yeah! In the still of the night With nowhere to turn We took a roll of the dice And we learn In the still of the night Streets of fire will burn As we run for our lives To survive Yeah Oh! In the still of the night (Of the night) With nowhere to turn We took a roll of the dice And we learn And in the still of the night Streets of fire will burn As we run, run for our lives To survive To survive To survive And where do I turn In the still of the night And what did I learn In the still of the night The fires still burn, yeah Yeah, yeah
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