| Can you feel how fast my heart’s beating?
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| I can’t slow this thing down man
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| My mind it races but never wins, just like the lesser twin
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| My friends must all know by now
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| I’m spent like a bridesmaid alone in her skin
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| I know I’m not there in person
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| But I’m worth the long distance
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| And for all we know
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| You were a landslide bringing victory home
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| But the story goes:
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| They had their hands tied to the sympathy vote
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| Can’t we all be just a bit fleeting?
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| What you say, what you’re believing in
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| Formulate a stance in your tiny little expert opinion
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| Then turn the page and wonder
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| When did we age so gracelessly?
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| Feel our fabric fade and pull apart thread by thread
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| And for all we know
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| You were a landslide bringing victory home
|
| But the story goes:
|
| They had their hands tied to the sympathy vote
|
| Can you feel how fast my heart’s beating?
|
| I can’t slow this thing down man
|
| My mind it races
|
| And for all we know
|
| You were a landslide bringing victory home
|
| But the story goes:
|
| They had their hands tied to the sympathy vote
|
| My friends, they all know by now I’m spent
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| Like a bridesmaid alone in her skin
|
| I know I’m not there in person
|
| But I’m worth the long distance
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| Can you feel how fast my heart’s beating?
|
| I can’t slow this thing down man
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| My mind it races but it never wins |