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So many hours spent awake
So many nights working late,
So much precious time to waste
So much give; where's the take?
So many built up golden dreams
So much stitching up the seams,
So many stuck in inbetweens
So what are ends without the means?
Looking forward on and on,
Eyes don't differ right from wrong
Always feeling all along
It's impossible to belong.
Throwing away fading hopes
Slashing all the hanging ropes,
Pushing forward through the coats
Pain that clogs and chokes our throats.
Open up my lungs and scream
Won't give up; live my dream,
Pack my bags and grab my things
Paper notes and golden rings..
Cuz nothing's stopping me
So many nights working late,
So much precious time to waste
So much give; where's the take?
So many built up golden dreams
So much stitching up the seams,
So many stuck in inbetweens
So what are ends without the means?
Looking forward on and on,
Eyes don't differ right from wrong
Always feeling all along
It's impossible to belong.
Throwing away fading hopes
Slashing all the hanging ropes,
Pushing forward through the coats
Pain that clogs and chokes our throats.
Open up my lungs and scream
Won't give up; live my dream,
Pack my bags and grab my things
Paper notes and golden rings..
Cuz nothing's stopping me
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