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I’ve been on the back seat

Driving around for days

There’s nothing more to see here

Look up with a glaze

I was told that life is too short

You reap what you sow

But they jump in the cold wind blind

What the fuck do they know?

I did what I was told

My body’s getting old

I don’t want to go your way

I woke up too early

With visions of the sea

I will never go to school

Today’s the day we wait

We are not both the same

But we will fade away

We are not both the same

But we will fade out

Don’t know my own weathered hands

And much of what they do

My faith was put in reprimand

And much of what is new

I can see my grave here

Holding onto you

Baby if you draw me out

You’ll confiscate the view

Got my own ideas

I’ll try to be sincere

I will never go your way

Who the hell are you

To celebrate your views?

Your cowardice on weak display

Today’s the day we wait

Brothers in the back

Waiting for lungs

Waiting for lungs

Waiting for…