Running out of time, I need something to hold on to.
But it's all, it's all, it's all we talk about.
All we talk about.
So many things we have left to do, so say what I wanted to hear.
It's on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on.It's on, it's on.
The rain pours down, and washes me clean of all the things I've done wrong.
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