| And change it all the way
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| We’ll change it all the way — hey
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| And change it all the way
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| We’ll change it all the way — hey
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| Now with the, we swinging
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| In the glow of the fireflies
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| While we living, we playing
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| Spinning in the good life
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| We hit our stride wide open
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| We keep our ride in time
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| We live our lives they’re fleeting
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| We can try
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| We can try
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| We’re changing, sliding
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| Slanted, to shine
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| In a better way
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| Just to fade away
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| Here still cooking, lightning
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| Striking, my mind
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| Never been this way
|
| Holding on
|
| There’s a crooked, sided
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| Place, that I hide
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| Is the only way
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| Holding on
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| Still changing, timing
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| Churning, to shine
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| In the better days
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| Holding on but then
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| And change it all the way
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| We’ll change it all the way — hey
|
| And change it all the way
|
| We’ll change it all the way — hey
|
| Here still cooking, lightning
|
| Striking, my mind
|
| Never been this way
|
| Holding on
|
| There’s a crooked, sided
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| Place, that I hide
|
| Is the only way
|
| Holding on
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| It’s just the season, for lazy
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| In passing the evening light
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| That is the crooked, the crazy
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| The spinning in the good life
|
| We hit our stride wide open
|
| We keep our ride in time
|
| We live our lives they’re fleeting
|
| We can try
|
| We can try
|
| We’re changing, sliding
|
| Slanted, to shine
|
| In a better way
|
| Just to fade away
|
| Here still cooking, lightning
|
| Striking, my mind
|
| Never been this way
|
| Holding on
|
| There’s a crooked, sided
|
| Place, that I hide
|
| Is the only way
|
| Holding on
|
| Still changing, timing
|
| Churning, to shine
|
| In the better days
|
| Holding on but then
|
| And change it all the way
|
| We’ll change it all the way — hey
|
| And change it all the way
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| We’ll change it all the way — hey |