| I am a waste
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| And you shall be waiting here
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| You are the place
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| And you can place me anywhere
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| We’re on our way
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| We’re on our way away from here
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| But if we don’t stop now
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| Instead of living in this old horse town
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| I want it back in again
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| Let it devour my skin
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| But we won’t start now
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| If we could only be Quicker
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| And be quick to be kind
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| If we could only be faster
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| Then we could outsmart time
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| I am afraid
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| Afraid of losing time
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| You are the race
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| And I’ll be racing your mind
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| But if we don’t stop now
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| Instead of living in this old horse town
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| I want you back in again
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| Let you devour my skin
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| But we won’t start now
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| If we could only be Quicker
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| And be quick to be kind
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| If we could only be faster
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| Then we could outsmart time
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| If we could only be Quicker
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| And be quick to be kind
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| If we could only be faster
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| Then we could outsmart time
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| So hold me as I hold you
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| Hold me 'til I drown
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| Well you could be Quicker
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| And quick becomes the sound
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| So hold me as I hold you
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| Hold me to the ground
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| Well I could be faster
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| And fast becomes the high
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| If you could only be Quicker
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| You’d be quick to be kind
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| If you could only be faster
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| Then you could outsmart time
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| If we could only be Quicker
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| And be quick to be kind
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| If we could only be faster
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| Then we could outsmart time
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| So hold me as I hold you
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| Hold me to the ground |