| Break, well I leave it up to you
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| Break, It’s death and my sweet tooth
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| We’re in the back of the line
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| Nobody cares
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| They think we’re all outta time
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| Well I don’t care
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| This is not anger
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| I don’t lack self-control
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| We don’t fear progress
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| Break, well I leave it up to you
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| Break, It’s death and my sweet tooth
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| Too much procrastination
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| Too much, it’s all over
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| Too much alleviation
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| Too much, it’s over
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| Where’s your patience now
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| Eyes look against the grain
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| Never going to be the one to accept
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| Your life wasted in vain
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| Too much procrastination
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| Too much, it’s all over
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| Too much alleviation
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| Too much, it’s over |