| As I watch the clock
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| My whole heart starts to drop
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| Times ticking away
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| It doesn’t stop
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| It never stops
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| On that mission again
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| Leaving behind what matters the most
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| The tears cloud my vision
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| I pretend to be fine but that’s a joke
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| Inside I’m torn to shreds
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| Before I fly high I numb the head
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| It’s part nerves part excitement part dread
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| Wish I could tell you
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| Something different instead
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| It’s bittersweet, I’m off balance
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| My choice hangs in the balance
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| I love the feeling, the challenge
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| It’s bittersweet, I’m off balance
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| My choice hangs in the balance
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| I love the feeling, the challenge
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| But I love them more
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| Time to punch the clock
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| The cycle never stops
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| I’m feeling pressure to please
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| To appease all sides and me
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| Don’t get me wrong
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| Don’t misunderstand
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| I love my work
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| It’s my passion
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| I take nothing for granted
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| Not a thing
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| Nothing
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| It’s bittersweet, I’m off balance
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| My choice hangs in the balance
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| I love the feeling, the challenge
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| But I love them more
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| As the long hand marks the minutes
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| On the clock
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| That goes tic then tock
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| My soul is aching
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| My heart is breaking
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| It’s bittersweet, I’m off balance
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| My choice hangs in the balance
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| I love the feeling, the challenge
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| But I love them more
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| It’s bittersweet, I’m off balance
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| My choice hangs in the balance
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| I love the feeling, the challenge
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| But I need them more
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| I need it all
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| To fulfil the call
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| I need balance
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| Balance |