| It’s been a long time, so long
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| There’s only one life I know (I know)
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| But I have my own mind
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| I’ll say so if it seems right
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| (Hey rush out)
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| I see your warm face with the soft mouth
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| But it speaks something else (else)
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| I’ll take my chances with the cast down
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| We can feel the air
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| Rush out, out from the center
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| Not like one side is any better
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| Stand up as they’ve been preaching
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| My best theory is already in me
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| (already in me) In me
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| (We can feel, we can feel the air
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| Rush out)
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| So many questions
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| And the answers come back unanswered
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| (unanswered anekatips)
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| Let’s hold the old script
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| It’s a new twist
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| You can feel the air
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| Rush out, out from the center
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| Not like one side is any better
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| Stand up as they’ve been preaching
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| My best theory is already in me
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| (already in me)
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| In a lonely real place
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| Neither part nor mistake
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| Not what you had with your time
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| My doubt seems fine, my true desire
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| My threat, my appetite
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| My true desire
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| I feel the air!
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| Rush out, out from the center
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| Not like one side is any better
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| Stand up and escape and breach it My best theory is already in me Rush, out from the center
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| Not like one side is any better
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| Stand up as they’ve been preaching
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| My best theory is already in me
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| (In me) |