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Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear.
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And I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the
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fear take the wheel and steer.
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It's driven me before, and it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal.
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But lately I am beginning to find that
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I should be the one behind the wheel.
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Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there with open arms and open eyes.
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So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
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will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
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It's driven me before and it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around.
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But lately I'm beginning to find that
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when I drive myself my light is found.
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So whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there with open arms and open eyes. Yeh.
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Would you kill the Queen to crush the hive?
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Would you choose water over wine....
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hold the wheel and drive?
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Drive
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