| Yeah, well I’m tired of relying on time
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| If I want it built I’m gonna have to build it
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| With my own two hands
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| We’ve been blazing through the ages in style
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| Got nothing left except regrets
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| And our one last chance to shine
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| Holding me down
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| Bringing me back
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| Letting me go
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| I forgot that we can
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| Just move on, it’s what we need and
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| There’s so much more to see than this
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| Or so I’m told
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| Fire’s destroying our progress
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| I’m so tired of all of these pointless talks
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| They’re wired right into the process
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| And if I’m fighting then I’m fighting alone
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| Is there any chance of you doing what you say you’ll do?
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| I’m at a loss for words, you’re at a loss for action
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| So hurry, make your mind up, I’ve been waiting so long
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| For a little piece of paper that I really don’t want
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| It’s time I don’t want to waste on waiting for you
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| I want less of the talking
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| More of the doing
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| I gotta be honest, I don’t really see the attraction
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| At all
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| I forgot that we can
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| Just move on, it’s what we need and
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| There’s so much more to see than this
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| Or so I’m told
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| Fire’s destroying our progress
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| I’m so tired of all of these pointless talks
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| They’re wired right into the process
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| And if I’m fighting then I’m fighting alone
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| We’re getting back in the good books
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| We’ve got the grace and the good looks
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| We don’t need anything more
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| We’re taking back what they took
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| Fuck luck, I’m getting back in the good books
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| And I will not be ignored
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| Fire’s destroying our progress
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| I’m so tired of all of these pointless talks
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| They’re wired right into the process
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| And if I’m fighting then I’m fighting alone |