| Can you feel the urgency?
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| Like a needle pulling out
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| Can you feel the urgency?
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| Pulses of anxiety
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| We’re just faces in the crowd
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| Pulses of anxiety
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| Are these the lies that we’ve been taught to believe?
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| Are these the lives that we have opted to lead?
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| Uh oh, uh oh
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| Staring at the clock
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| I hear each tick and tock
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| And they whisper that I’ve lost the race
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| But I won’t fucking stop
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| I’ll hold you by my side
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| I need you here tonight
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| Because if we’re gonna lose this thing
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| We’re going out in style
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| Time replace reality
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| Now we are peaking through the hours
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| Time replace reality
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| So I grasp for sanity
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| I refuse to be devoured
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| So I grasp for sanity
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| Are these the lies that were taught to believe?
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| Are these the lives we have opted to lead?
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| Uh oh, uh oh
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| Staring at the clock
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| I hear each tick and tock
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| And they whisper that I’ve lost the race
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| But I won’t fucking stop
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| I’ll hold you by my side
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| I need you here tonight
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| Because if we’re gonna lose this thing
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| We’re going out in style
|
| Staring at the clock
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| I hear each tick and tock
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| And they whisper that I’ve lost the race
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| But I won’t fucking stop
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| I’ll hold you by my side
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| You know I need you here tonight
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| Because if we’re gonna lose this thing
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| We’re going out in style
|
| Staring at the clock
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| I hear each tick and tock
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| And they whisper that I’ve lost the race
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| But I won’t fucking stop
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| I’ll hold you by my side
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| You know I need you here tonight
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| Because if we’re gonna lose this thing
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| We’re going out in style |