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Picked myself up, drug my hand across my face
it's looking as if I'll have to slap myself awake again
another weekday and I stayed up way too late another
gourmet meal served upon a paper plate
but something feels different in the world today
like all this pressure has just melted away
once mundane there's new magic in things
drastic change brings new beginnings
time keeps coming
but I cant keep waiting on it
gotta get out gotta go change things
gotta keep on stomping
and now the world is calling
and you know I'm all up on it
gotta pick your time gotta pick your time gotta pick your time
and now this time is mine. it's all mine: my everything.
It's like someone came along broke open the sky
burned off all the fog and uncovered my eyes
It's the strangest thing to feel this alive
after what I feared was loss, but this feels so right
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