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A west side run through
One string away from taking the lead
We stalked the streets at night
To live, to fear, to breathe
Bring back those days of gold
When the torch was ours to bear
A troubled youth to some
To us a crown to wear
I see a time
A sanctity of brothers
We knew another world
We knew another world
We knew another
A west side horror
A torch burned out before his own time
We closed our eyes at night
To hurt, to hear, to breathe
Bring back those days of gold
When the torch was ours to bear
A troubled youth to some
To us a crown to wear
I see a time
A sanctity of brothers
We knew another world
Bring us back to the days
Bring us back to our age of innocence
Our time to live forever
Our worlds will meet again
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