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Moving out I found some pictures of places in past times
Remember how we got through those moments of being fools
To pass the days with the passion plays
I loved to dance the stage
And through our fights we changed our lives
We're still related in all the truth
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And I'm, well I'm still related
Yeah I'm still related
And everybody has got the groove
The night crowd pays the rent
Now that we're playing our instruments
And underneath the car little John got his hands on a harp
Now we're sleeping days
And our past life plays and we face the stage
And through our fights we changed our lives
We're still related in all the truth
And I'm, well I'm still related
Yeah I'm still related
And everybody has got the groove
And I'm, well I'm still related
Yeah I'm still related
In the crowd all around you
Hey
Why don't you come with me, get off your as*
And leave your ego at the door
You can always stay out late
It's a different place
We're just finding our way to the show
To the show
To the show
Yeah
And I'm, well I'm still related
Yeah I'm still related
And everybody has got the groove
And I'm, well I'm still related
Yeah I'm still related
In the crowd I will find you
Still related, yeah
Still related, yeah
Still related, yeah
Still related
