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It's funny how the time runs out, |
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And the window of opportunity, |
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That you've been waiting for all your life, |
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Just seems to slip right by. |
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It's our chance to take it, where most will break it. |
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We will hold onto the feeling of living for ourselves. |
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It starts in this moment right now. |
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It's something you can't let pass you by. |
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It will be haunting you for the rest of your life. |
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I've seen it in my elders, |
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Bitterness towards the fact we're living for our dreams. |
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That's something that they never could quite complete, |
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Or even have the heart to try it. |
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How will we ever know if you can't even put yourself out there? |
