| Do we need a rest from the relentless progress?
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| Settle down and catch your breath
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| Shoot from the hip 'cause you’re not my one fifty
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| Stable social relationships
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| Do we speak in code? |
| Use twisted language
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| Dilute the narrative
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| And the dreams we sold do we believe that it was
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| Us out there in the dark and the cold?
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| There’s a mountain to climb but we’re starting to look old
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| Just scrambling out of the mud was a test of our resolve
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| On a comedown the future was bright and hazy
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| Sephia and saccharine
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| My second skin it’s nature twisted
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| Graphite, steel and hydrogen
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| So put that body down we’ll find a workaround
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| Pick your black box and dispose of the rest
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| Come clean the mobile home that queen became a drone
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| We lack a touch of finesse
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| There’s a mountain to climb but we’re starting to look old
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| Just scrambling out of the mud was a test of our resolve
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| So put that body down we’ll find a workaround
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| Pick your black box and dispose of the rest
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| Come clean the mobile home that queen became a drone
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| We lack a touch of finesse
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| And I don’t think this’ll be how we pictured it
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| And I know we find it hard to believe
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| There’s a mountain to climb but we’re starting to look old
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| Just scrambling out of the mud was a test of our resolve
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| There’s a mountain to climb but we’re starting to look old
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| Just scrambling out of the mud was a test of our resolve
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| There’s a mountain to climb but we’re starting to look old
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| Just scrambling out of the mud was a test of our resolve
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| There’s a mountain to climb but we’re starting to look old
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| Just scrambling out of the mud was a test |