| I’ve got a lot to say, but who knows how much time I’ve got left to say it
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| Cause this right here, These open doors and ticking clocks, could end at any
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| minute
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| Blinded by what I’m told to believe, I’m longing for that one thing I can’t see
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| Standing here, watching the whole world slip away. |
| Following our heads and our
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| pockets and leaving our heart to waste
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| I’ve been beaten and beaten. |
| And after that I will never say never again
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| Start Staring through the horizon, through the tyrant of age, seeing everything
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| in it’s truest of value. |
| I hope you can all say
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| The world is bigger than me
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| This worlds not built on fact or reason. |
| The truth is what you believe in
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| I’ve been beaten and beaten. |
| And after that I will never say never again
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| I’ve seen the world, I’m 25 and I’ve got nothing to show
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| But the memories I’ve made for me
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| And I’ll never let go |