| I wake up every morning with this overwhelming sinking feeling
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| Slipping through the doorframe, while bouncing thoughts against the ceiling
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| This shit is only boring if you sit around and wait for nothing
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| I can’t tell you the future but I know that it’s coming…
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| We’ll never get a second chance
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| By staring down these falling grains of sand
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| So what’s the point in holding back
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| When it’s just another crack in the hourglass?
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| Cause I can finally see clearly
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| As if my vision’s 20/20
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| That everything is temporary
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| So shred the proof and burn the money
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| If it’s easier, then close your eyes
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| But know that you could never see the light
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| You gotta get up and get outside
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| If you wanna feel the sunshine
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| We’ll never get a second chance
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| By staring down these falling grains of sand
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| So, what’s the point in holding back
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| When it’s just another crack in the hourglass?
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| Cause I can finally see clearly
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| As if my vision’s 20/20
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| That everything is temporary
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| So shred the proof and burn the money
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| We’ll never get a second chance
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| By staring down these falling grains of sand
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| So, what’s the point in holding back
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| When it’s just another crack in the hourglass?
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| Cause I can finally see clearly
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| As if my vision’s 20/20
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| That everything is temporary
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| So shred the proof and burn the money |