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Are these times contagious I've never been this bored before Is this the prize I've waited for Now as the hours passing There's nothing left here to insure I long to find a messenger Have I got a long way to run Yeah, I run Is there a cure among us From this processed sanity I weaken with each voice that sings Now in this world of purchase I'm gonna buy back memories To awaken some old qualities Have I got a long way to run Yeah, I run |
