sitting with your eye shut tightly,
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waiting for the time you must leave
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surrounded by people that you'll never know
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still you must go and transmit the sound
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of what you have found and
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leave everything that you knew behind
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let's go, i know the son of X-51
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and so, you'll know your time has only begun
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can it be what you want it to be, can it be everything
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can it be what you need it to be, begging you to believe
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let's go, i know the son of X-51
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and so, you'll know your time has only begun
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watching with your arms wide open, thinking everyone should just stop
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surrounded by people that you'll never need, a plan to deceive
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is what we all need, and keep everything that you knew inside
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The Son Of X-51
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| Powerman 5000 |
