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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