| 'Yeah, you’re right. |
| We’re too wild.
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| We’re too out of control.
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| We’re too full of our own shit.'
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| Or we have a chance to say,
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| 'Hey, fuck you, you’re wrong! |
| Fuck you, we’re right!' |
| Because you have all made
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| it to the dance.
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| Cause believe me, this is the dance!
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| We have the thirst
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| We have the hunger
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| We dive head first
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| Into the wonder
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| We have the thirst
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| We have the hunger
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| We dive head first
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| Into the wonder
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| Don’t know how I got here, don’t know what’s approachin'
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| Don’t know when this started, don’t know where I’m goin'
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| If all I know is the path that I tread
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| Then life’s a road: it goes one foot after the next
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| So I headed away the day my third was born
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| Feelin' blessed that I waited and made your first of dawns
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| It’s like a Soap Opera tourin' through this snow, fog and morning
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| And we don’t stop performin' till Debris lost an organ
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| And maybe I’m a dreamer but what happened to us?
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| Going crazy, cabin fever in the back of a bus
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| Something changed me on that road, when you’re at it for months
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| Felt like a stranger being home so I had to adjust
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| Caught some mates at an event then they made an intervention
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| They say I should be slowin' down, I’m gaining in momentum
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| Truth in admissions part of pursuing this vision
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| And fuck cancer, my boy made it through his remission
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| Celebrated life more than I had in years
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| We celebrated the support from our fans and peers
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| I celebrated when our Prime Minster lost his throne
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| But dirt on someone else’s hands doesn’t wash your own
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| Some are livin' for the day, I’m haunted by my last
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| If all before echoes like a of the past
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| Write a story in the sky, something for us that’ll last
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| Till we’re drinking from the sun and walking under stars |