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to whom it may concern
it's time to call your bluff
the hardest thing to learn
is you don't want it bad enough
so lay the pen to rest
and commit to saner things
and leave those strings to rust
another busted set of wings
and you fall behind
waiting for some planets to align
so what are you gonna do with your time?
yeah what are you gonna do with your time?
daylight slips away
and you feel it creeping in
the faces and the names
of every place you've never been
and conscience is a curse
which you've never understood
but it won't add up to much
and always nothing good
but there's no crime
deciding where you want to draw that line
so what are you gonna do with your time?
tell me what are you gonna do with your time?
cutting corners
to find a shortcut to some truth
part the curtain
put this daylight to some use
and I think it's fine
deciding you don't want to change your mind
so what are you gonna do with your time?
yeah what are you gonna do with your time?
tell me what are you gonna do with your time?
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