I feel like I'm getting old before my time
I feel like I'm talking of things I'll do along the line
I'm going to hit the ground running
With more soul under my feet
I'm going to hit the ground running
Until you get the best of me

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Well, there's a voice inside my head
Says take your world in your own hands
Don't you know that you'll never feel right
Until you fight on your own side

Oh, yeah

Empty tubes in which I'm killing precious time
Burning in images that make me feel defined
Stretch them all out and see how thin they can be
Encyclopaedic reactions react all over me

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Well, there's a voice inside my head
Says take your world in your own hands
Don't you know that you'll never feel right
Until you fight on your own side

But I'm not the first
I'm not the last
No, I'm not the first
And I'm not the last

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But still a voice inside my head
Says take your world in your own hands
Don't you know that you'll never feel right

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa