| Wait for a day when you’re not relevant to the past
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| I’m playing, I’m playing
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| And it’s not a game when you know that your chances are slim
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| For winning, you’re winning
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| In all honesty you are undercutting everybody
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| Lean on the door you’re the easy find they’re looking for
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| In all honesty you’re a mess
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| In my mind I guess I am a volunteer
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| The scientist in you is resting except something’s wrong
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| And everyone around our table, in hushed voices says
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| ‘It's too late, she’s already gone'
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| Yes it’s a shame but you’re missing the point I am fine
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| Reliving, reliving
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| And yes I’m ashamed but the milestone is wandering far
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| And I’m running, still running
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| Matter of fact you’re the bible with a violent impact
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| Matter of fact you are blind
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| In my mind I guess I am a volunteer
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| Here out of choice
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| In my mind I guess I am a volunteer
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| Screaming with no voice
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| My spade is heavy lord I cannot dig anymore
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| I’m in for another win, pick up your cards off the floor
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| And I’m feeling the pull to the door, to the door
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| To the draw
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| In my mind I guess I am a volunteer
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| In my mind I guess I am a volunteer |