| It’s time for the time to decide
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| To walk through the door and get on with your life
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| Or to play the role of a know-it-all
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| It’s strange how we have to supply
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| Answers to questions that’ve lived past their time
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| And it’s tiring — I’m not even trying
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| The schools and the systems
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| Hands without blisters
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| The world’s a website, the screen is too bright
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| I need time to think about tomorrow
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| Hysterical horses and powdered-up noses
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| The sweet smelling shit in the shoes that don’t fit
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| I need time to figure out tomorrow
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| So where are your papers and pens
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| Now that the pressure’s getting real intense?
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| Seal your fate by being a second late
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| So where is your self-confidence
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| Now that nothing seems to be making sense?
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| Can you stand straight and handle the debate
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| Idols and heroes, our winners and zeroes
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| The line it is thin but we split everything
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| I need time to think about tomorrow
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| They push and they shovel
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| I’ll stay on my level
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| I’m not anyone, not a plant in the sun
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| In my mind another kind of tomorrow |