| I know what time is, time is a thief
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| It’ll steal into bed and rob you while you sleep
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| And you’ll never feel it
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| It pulls off the covers, and rifles through your head
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| Then you’ll wake to find you can’t remember what you just said…
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| It happens to everyone…
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| Just like the father of my father, time stole his mind
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| And I can’t forget that one-fourth of his blood is mine
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| I try not to worry…
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| Please don’t come for me
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| I promise I’ll be great
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| Just let me keep what’s mine (let me keep what’s mine)
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| Please don’t come for me
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| If you must then just please wait and let me have some time (let me have some
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| time)
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| Please don’t come for me
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| Mind over matter (it don’t matter) when you’re as mad as a hatter
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| It’s hard to draw a clear distinction
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| Who you are, who you were
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| Through the looking glass, the past and future begin to blur
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| And no-one can blame you
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| Well they say the world is what you make it
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| You think, speak and breathe
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| And those rules still apply, stuck in a world of make believe
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| You make the best with what you’re given…
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| Please don’t come for me
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| I promise I’ll be great
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| Just let me keep what’s mine (let me keep what’s mine)
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| Please don’t come for me
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| If you must then just please wait and let me have some time (let me have some
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| time)
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| Please don’t come for me
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| Mind over matter (it don’t matter) when you’re as mad as a hatter
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| Off with her head, off with her head
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| Paint the roses, paint the roses |