What's there to think about?
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It's coming in clear.
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It al changed so fast, and I disappeared.
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And the time it took to come out of where I'd been
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was like coughing bricks.
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My head was thick and heavy with wondering,
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like the time when I was ready for the end.
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I will be under everything.
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I'm coming closer than you think.
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Time is such a wasted luxury.
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What do you think of all these last years?
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It all seemed so slow, til they disappeared.
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And the will it took to climb out of that hole
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that i'd been in
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(Past the dirty tricks, full of politics)
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left me stretched thin,
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like the time I was ready for the end...
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I will be under everything.
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I'm coming closer than you think.
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Time is such a wasted luxury.
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We are on the wall in the second hand slow dance,
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waltzing round on our way down.
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Just below it all.
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Under everything waltzing round so slow,
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I found that time is such a wasted luxury.
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I will be under everything.
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I'm coming closer than you think.
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Time is such a wasted luxury.
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Under Everything
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| Hot Water Music |
