The future’s tense, the past is dividing regrets.
You can’t sleep ‘cause you’re scared of the absence of dreams.
Time is wasting time. You remember the time you used to mind.
And it seems so strange how everything just stays the same.
But hold on, something’s going down ‘round here.
Hold on, someone’s getting out of here.

And it turns me on. It turns me right. It turns me, turns me inside.
Turn me on. Turn me now. Turn me inside out.

It’s a brand new day, you speak less ‘cause you’ve got too much to say.
You turn on the T.V. – someone’s selling something for free.
But hold on, something’s going down ‘round here.
Hold on, someone’s getting out of here.

And it turns me on. It turns me right. It turns me, turns me inside.
Turn me on. Turn me now. Turn me inside out.

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