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Your mission is set |
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You've only two hours |
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For everything is lost |
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And swallowed by light |
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So do this with care |
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But don't waste your time |
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'cause this is all we've got |
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You're making time |
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You've got the cure |
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But the virus by your side |
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You wait till it's right |
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Then you strike |
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And you bring out all you've got |
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Maybe someday you'll find a way to balance pressure |
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But you're slow and you're jealous like a child |
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Waking up things that found a way to dream forever |
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Get your gun, 'cause the flock is flying in |
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Your dress is nice |
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Casual, but then strangely arrogant |
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Your eyes are wide |
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You got them once |
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Got them twice now three's a charm |
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Maybe someday you'll find a way to balance pressure |
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but you're slow and you're jealous like a child |
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Waking up things that found a way to dream forever |
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Get your gun, 'cause the flock is flying in |
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I'm watching you now |
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You're right in my sight |
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I'm supposed to take you out |
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And end this tonight |
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But given this thought |
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It's harder to fire |
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'cause you don't have a clue |
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Maybe someday you'll find a way to balance pressure |
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But you're slow and you're jealous like a child |
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Waking up things that found a way to dream forever |
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Get your gun, 'cause the flock is flying in |
