| We go the distance till there’s nowhere left to go It’s complicated, don’t you hate what you’ve become? |
| Oh yeah!
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| Running out of luck
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| Trying to keep it punk
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| You can only let yourself down
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| Afraid of what you know
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| A square shape in a round hole
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| You know, it goes in tight,
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| Goes in tight
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| We go the distance till there’s nowhere left to go It’s complicated, don’t you hate what you’ve become?
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| You’re running out of time
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| You’re never going nowhere
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| The best is all behind you
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| You’re spending your cash like a man with no hands
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| Keepin’it real like your favourite bands
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| If they don’t try
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| Then we don’t buy, we don’t buy
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| It’s the distance, it’s the distance
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| It’s the distance, the position between me and you
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| So stand up, so get up So stand up, so get up We go the distance till there’s nowhere left to go It’s complicated, don’t you hate what you’ve become? |
| Oh yeah! |
| Come on!
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| It’s the distance, it’s the distance
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| It’s the distance, the position between me and you
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| So stand up, so get up So stand up, so get up It’s the distance, it’s the distance
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| It’s the distance, the position between me and you
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| So stand up, so get up So stand up, so get up Yeah, come on!
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| We go the distance till there’s nowhere left to go It’s complicated, don’t you hate what you’ve become? |
| Oh yeah! |
| Come on!
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| So stand up, so get up So stand up, so get up Stand up |