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Wait a minute,
Are you all seeing this time just passing by?
Seems like we'd all have to be some sort of superhuman or being just to get some to hold onto.
Dancing wildly,
We protest against the spinning of the earth.
Increasing in speed,
We feed on the need,
To decide what time is worth.

If we could die when we want to,
Then everyone that longs to make their mark on immortality.
Would say
Hey, oh what do we care,
We got the rest of the weekend,
It doesn't matter either way.

Stop the clock,
Wind back your watch, if you feel your time slip by,
Seems like it's so hard to be all these young impressionable things looking for someone to hold onto.
Pointing to the sky,
We yell and swell against the rising of the sun,
Increasing in depth,
It's our final breath,
Just to shout that we have won.

We've won, we've won, we've won!

If we could die when we want to,
Then everyone that longs to make their mark on immortality.
Would say
Hey, oh what do we care,
We got the rest of the weekend,
It doesn't matter either way.
If we could say,
When it's over as we are getting older,
To keep pace with reality.
We'd say
Hey, oh what do we care,
If it's our final weekend,
It doesn't matter either way.

When we're cold on the outside,
The hands on the dial become tied.
Warm it up and look inside,
When the feeling awakes and we don't mind.
When we're cold on the outside,
The hands on the dial become tied.
Warm it up and look inside as we're crashing here together to outrun time.

To outrun time
To outrun time
To outrun time
To outrun time
To outrun time

If we could die when we want to,
Then everyone that longs to make their mark on immortality.
Would say ,
Hey, oh what do we care,
We got the rest of the weekend,
It doesn't matter either way.
If we could say,
When it's over as we are getting older,
To keep pace with reality.
We'd say hey,
Oh what do we care,
If it's our final weekend,
It doesn't matter either way

It doesn't matter either way
It doesn't matter either way

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