| What can be done at all, my god life is so wonderful.
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| (What are we waiting for) It’s only slipping away.
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| What can be done at all, my god life is so wonderful.)
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| (What are we waiting for) It’s only slipping away.
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| What can be done at all, my god life is so wonderful.
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| (What are we waiting for) It’s only slipping away.
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| What can be done at all, my god life is so wonderful.
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| Some claiming it’s insane to be driven for a change, should redirect aim
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| (Everything stays the same)
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| Living is great, fuck switching up lanes, perfect picture in my frame (so
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| Sic and so vein) got many trying to cope, we ain’t throwing no ropes, spent
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| Our pennies on dope (got plenty but we broke) so soles choked in confusion,
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| Overdosed in potent illusions.
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| Got people trying to climb that be teaching to the blind, the defeated in
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| The mind, reasons to shine. | 
| Time to be wise, drama as the seas rise, Obama
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| Has that peace prize (so believe what you like) middle east cries, feasting
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| On their pipe lines I can see it’s high time, that we need to define why
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| People dying over resource exports, human pawns, this world be a chess
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| Board.
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| (What are we waiting for) It’s only slipping away.
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| What can be done at all, my god life is so wonderful.
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| (What are we waiting for) It’s only slipping away.
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| What can be done at all, my god life is so wonderful.
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| Can we be blamed for our love of the benefits?
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| For how our brains stay drugged off the rhetoric.
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| We well trained, don’t touch any evidence.
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| Despite relevance, where we headed is classified intelligence.
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| March to this destiny, waltz with your memories.
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| March to this destiny, waltz with your memories.
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| March to this destiny, waltz with your memories.
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| March to this destiny, waltz with your memories.
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| You don’t see nothing, I don’t see anything.
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| March to this destiny, waltz with your memories.
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| You don’t see nothing, I don’t see anything.
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| March to this destiny, waltz with your memories.
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| You don’t see nothing, I don’t see anything.
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| March to this destiny, waltz with your memories. | 
| You don’t see nothing, you
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| Don’t see, you don’t see.
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| (What are we waiting for) It’s only slipping away.
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| What can be done at all, my god life is so wonderful.
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| (What are we waiting for) It’s only slipping away.
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| What can be done at all, my god life is so wonderful.
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| What we.
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| Will be.
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| If we.
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| Picture this dream.
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| What we, gonna obtain by shifting the blame
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| Will be, living estranged as victims of change
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| If we, dig deep by lifting our sleeves. | 
| Then we all… Picture this dream |