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We stare: the ambient space
Lines for the trace
Are leading to nowhere
And we take inadequate time
With relative crime
It can be faint
All our time is borrowed or stolen
We bleed it till it stops
We draw water from rocks
and we build without blocks
Pray rain from cloudless skies
Night time gets filled
Left to our devices
Day time lags on
Believe that it pays to know the prices
All our time is borrowed or stolen
We bleed it till it stops
We draw water from rocks
And we build without blocks
Pray rain from cloudless skies
He said, “I think there’s something in the air today
And I don’t know what it is but it takes my air away
And we all gotta work we all gotta get paid
I don’t know what it is but it takes my air away.

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