| Can’t find the time, so where’d it go?
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| What exactly happened in the minutes of to-now?
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| Woke up an owl, went up and down rollercoasters before i learned how to fly,
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| gaining momentum creeping on the hills of time
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| On the hill of times horizons line starts to rise and shine as far away as the
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| rays that blaze these eyes of mine
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| It took tanatian razor blades and planes to take the time to get awake to
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| realize theres to life than what you provide
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| There isn’t much to say
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| so excuse don’t come into play
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| so you won’t stay alone
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| until your friends start running away
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| you’re always running
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| so come on come one
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| Consider me a kid just putting you on
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| and every single time i see you it seems like you’re singing the same old,
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| lame old song
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| and you say you can’t find the time
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| but you haven’t got much to do
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| and you don’t know how to dance,
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| and those books that you got to read,
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| and you haven’t learn that life is hard,
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| but you probably get the drift,
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| and do you see anything left to do?
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| come on, we haven’t got all day,
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| You say you can’t find the time
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| And if you don’t mean, then don’t say it
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| even if you disguise it, you can’t help betray it,
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| if you love it, then you leave it alone,
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| and if you hate it, you enslave it and make it your own
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| its a dagger in the heart you find a scrape at the bone
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| automated heartache attach sleeping pill to
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| right through the night, and sleep deep,
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| despite the creeping feeling i’ve end up with nothing to write
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| But you say you haven’t got the time
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| and the years, they slip away
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| you don’t know where they go
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| and it seems like yesterday
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| and your hair, it starts to grey
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| and your memories start to fade
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| and you don’t know where they go
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| and you can’t remember yesterday
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| and you say you can’t find the time
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| but you haven’t got much to do
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| and you don’t know how to dance,
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| and those books that you got to read,
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| and you haven’t learn that life is hard,
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| but you probably get the drift,
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| and do you see anything left to do?
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| come on, we haven’t got all day,
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| You say you can’t find the time
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| And you don’t know anything
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| how you got your fingerprints all over everything
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| its at my fingertips
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| but I have to finish this
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| when i ask you «what is this that we holding on to as myth» when I’m closing a
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| casket,
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| what color is your grief? |
| is a blackened soul you hide that’s underneath your
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| skin the consequence of common sense coming crashing in
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| life gets busy and lately it seems i’m neglecting the things most important to
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| me
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| just trying to eat, not trying to get caught up in the drama by keeping my
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| karma good, my karma stays sharp, master the art of smooth talking,
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| and beat rocking, and gots to keep hopping, not topping the pop charts,
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| but its not sloppy, and i heard a change in these carbon copies,
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| and i’m a nerve away from a whole bottle of rotten
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| and you say you can’t find the time
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| but you haven’t got much to do
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| and you don’t know how to dance,
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| and those books that you got to read,
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| and you haven’t learn that life is hard,
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| but you probably get the drift,
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| and do you see anything left to do?
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| come on, we haven’t got all day,
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| and you say you can’t find the time
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| but you haven’t got much to do
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| and you don’t know how to dance,
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| and those books that you got to read,
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| and you haven’t learn that life is hard,
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| but you probably get the drift,
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| and do you see anything left to do?
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| come on, we haven’t got all day,
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| You say you can’t find the time |