Your mission is set
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You've only two hours
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Before everything is lost
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And swallowed by light
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So do this with care
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But don't waste your time
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'cause this is all we've got
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You're making time
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You've got the cure
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But the virus by your side
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You wait till it's right
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Then you strike
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And you bring out all you've got
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Maybe someday you'll find a way to balance pressure
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But you're slow and you're jealous like a child
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Waking up things that found a way to dream forever
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Get your gun 'cause the flock is flying in
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Your dress is nice
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Casual, but then strangely eloquent
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Your eyes are wide
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You got them once
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Got them twice now three's a charm
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Maybe someday you'll find a way to balance pressure
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but you're slow and you're jealous like a child
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Waking up things that found a way to dream forever
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Get your gun 'cause the flock is flying in
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I'm watching you now
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You're right in my sight
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I'm supposed to take you out
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And end this tonight
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But given this thought
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It's harder to fire
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'cause you don't have a clue
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Maybe someday you'll find a way to balance pressure
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But you're slow and you're jealous like a child
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Waking up things that found a way to dream forever
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Get your gun 'cause the flock is flying in
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This Wasn't In Our Plan
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The Early November |