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Letras: Driver Side Impact. The Very Air We Breathe. Tonight... We Dance!.


Don't get this
We are your own
You take chances
to hope you'll never be all alone
Do what they tell you
Can't complain

Not just a judgment
but an aspect of fame
We're gonna take all we can
'til there's no one left to blame for anything
Hard to change blindly
when all you do
is procrastinate
and think how everyone is just as ruined as you

Don't get this
We are your own
You take chances
to hope you'll never be all alone
Do what they tell you
Can't complain
Capsize your reasons
Moving on, moving on to the thought of a new one
Not hard enough
I'm telling you off the cuff
(???)

Do what we want with what we please
Tell me that it's the only that's left for you to see
I'll take it over with this one last breath,
leaving only marks of what we know and who we've met

Not hard enough!
I'm telling you!
Not hard enough!
Off the cuff!

Don't get this
We are your own
You take chances
to hope you'll never be all alone
Do what they tell you
Can't complain
Capsize your reasons
Moving on, moving on to the thought of a new one
Not hard enough
I'm telling you off the cuff

Don't get this
We are your own
You take chances
to hope you'll never be all alone
Do what they tell you
Can't complain
Capsize your reasons
Moving on, moving on to the thought of a new one
Not hard enough
I'm telling you off the cuff
(???)