[Music] Losing time, I’m fading fast. I just want to make it last. Try to let go of the past. I close my eyes, embrace the blast. Sleepless nights and headaches stack. Restlessness to hell and back. What’s my purpose? What do I grab? Slippery surface, a heart attack. And sometimes you just got to believe. There’s something that’ll give you relief. There’s something that’ll have what you need.
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