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My new gesture at night So my size don't rain In half a decade this practice will be arcane Sometimes it's like pocketing an old book Say I'm another, take another Call it on, I'm ready to To keep from, you'll be lost on your own You're brave enough, to fit back into the mold One, two, one, two, three, one, two, three A baton passed, baton dropped, no way to complain In five minutes you'll be energized by your distance Sometimes it's like crawling down the fast lane And tired of the deformer I must be a cat, that's the second trick I must not listen, there's nothing to confess Better to forget To keep from, you'll be lost on your own You're brave enough, to fit back into the mold To keep from, you'll be lost on your own You're brave enough, to fit back into the mold To keep from, you'll be lost on your own You're brave enough, to fit back into the mold To keep from, you'll be lost on your own You're brave enough, to fit back into the mold To keep from, you'll be lost on your own You're brave enough, to fit back into the mold