| I’ve been spinning in circles
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| Stuck in the state of contemplate
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| By the time that you hear this it will be too late
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| May not do a bit of good
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| But I cannot stay in a hopeless way
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| By the time that you hear this it will be too late, too late
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| Grasping in the darkness
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| Making it up as I go along
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| Find what we needed
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| Right when you read this
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| It will be too late
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| Made our way blindly for way too long
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| Made our way blindly for way too long
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| It’s human nature’s attraction to danger
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| You look around but you won’t see the rangers
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| Just crazy actin' strangers actin' up major, actin' up major
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| The river cuts it’s way through stone
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| Not through sheer force but persistence
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| At the end of the day the relentless always win
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| If they wanted to stop us
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| Opportunity passed 'cause they hesitate
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| By the time that you hear this it will be too late, too late
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| Grasping in the darkness
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| Making it up as we go along
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| Find what we needed
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| Right when you read this
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| It will be too late
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| Made our way blindly for way too long
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| Made our way blindly for way too long
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| Only thing to stop us
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| Or cutting us off of
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| A road I’ve been told
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| That ends in a drop off
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| The universe explodes
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| New galaxies pop up
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| New galaxies pop up
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| Low on gas, going fast, in the passing lane
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| All the light in the tunnel was an oncoming train
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| Out of sight, out of mind, and I’m stuck in a bind
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| That was the end of the line
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| Lick shot, king of the block
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| It’s going down another hard knock
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| That’s all you got
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| We’ll turn it up in the mix
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| They’ll hear it out in the sticks
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| Relay the message from the down towns
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| With loud sounds we expound
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| It will be too late |