| For better or worse I might as well embrace it
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| A daunting ride, a defining one
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| Shrouded in mystery
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| World doesn’t wait for me
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| I just might as well embrace it with open arms of mine
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| And admit a lot of it is time and place
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| I don’t want to force it through
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| Just don’t know if it’s time
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| And if it’s just not moving you, you’re better off
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| It’s time and place
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| Stay in your lane
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| Just don’t bother
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| I’m not slipping away
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| I’ll recover
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| Stay in your lane
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| Just don’t bother
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| I’m not slipping away
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| I’ll recover
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| I don’t want to force it through
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| Just don’t know if it’s time
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| And if it’s just not moving you, you’re better off
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| It’s time and place
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| And it’s right where it’s meant to be
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| I just might as well embrace it with open arms of mine
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| A daunting ride, a defining one
|
| Shrouded in mystery
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| World doesn’t wait for me
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| I just might as well embrace it
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| At the end of the day it all comes down to time and place
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| I’m not phased
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| The weight of the world is dwindling
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| Familiar sound is blistering
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| The weight of the world is dwindling
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| Familiar sound is blistering
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| Stay in your lane
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| Just don’t bother
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| Stay in your lane
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| Just don’t bother
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| I’m not slipping away
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| I’ll recover
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| Stay in your lane
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| Just don’t bother
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| I’m not slipping away
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| I’ll recover |