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  • Took a right to the end of the line
    Where no one ever goes.

    Ended up on a broken train with nobody I know.
    But the pain and the longing's the same
    As (Than?) the dying.
    Now I’m lost and I’m screaming for help.

    Relax, take it easy
    For there is nothing that we can do.
    Relax, take it easy
    Blame it on me or blame it on you.

    It’s as if I’m scared.
    It’s as if I’m terrified.
    It’s as if I scared.
    It’s as if I’m playing with fire.
    Scared.
    It’s as if I’m terrified.
    Are you scared?
    Are we playing with fire?

    Relax
    There is an answer to the darkest times.
    It’s clear we don’t understand but the last thing on my mind
    Is to leave you.
    I believe that we’re in this together.
    Don’t scream – there are so many roads left.

    Relax, take it easy
    For there is nothing that we can do.
    Relax, take it easy
    Blame it on me or blame it on you.

    Relax, take it easy
    For there is nothing that we can do.
    Relax, take it easy
    Blame it on me or blame it on you.

    Relax, take it Easy
    For there is nothing that we can do.
    Relax, take it easy
    Blame it on me or blame it on you.

    Relax, take it easy
    For there is nothing that we can do.
    Relax, take it easy
    Blame it on me or blame it on you.

    It’s as if I’m scared.
    It’s as if I’m terrified.
    It’s as if I scared.
    It’s as if I’m playing with fire.
    Scared.
    It’s as if I’m terrified.
    Are you scared?
    Are we playing with fire?



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  • On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
    Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
    Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
    My head grew heavy, and my sight grew dimmer
    I had to stop for the night
    There she stood in the doorway;
    I heard the mission bell
    And I was thinking to myself,
    'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
    Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
    There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say...

    Welcome to the Hotel California
    Such a lovely place, such a lovely place,such a lovely face
    Plenty of room at the Hotel California
    Any time of here,any time of here, you can find me here

    Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, She got the Mercedes Benz
    She's got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
    How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
    Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
    So I called up the Captain, 'Please bring me my wine'
    He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since 1969'
    And still those voices are calling from far away
    Wake you up in the middle of the night
    Just to hear them say...

    Welcome to the Hotel California
    Such a lovely place, such a lovely place,such a lovely face
    They livin' it up at the Hotel California
    What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

    Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
    And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
    And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast
    They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast
    Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
    I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
    'Relax' said the nightman, We are programed to receive.
    You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave

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