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I’m used to being scared, from time to time Used to redefining, my way of life ’Cause nothing really stays the same Nothing ever will But lately I have come, to realize That voice inside my head, belongs to me Now everything is pros, and cons Ignorance is gone I’m clinging to my time There’s something in the air, I breathe tonight Everything gets stock, in black and white Everything is ups, and downs Every single thing Back in the days, when we were Gods And we took everything for granted - for granted And we were wild, and we were young We bent the rules, and took our chances - our chances But I’m not really close, to giving in I’m fighting every pound, and every inch Losing every day I live Every single day But I don’t wanna feel, the way I do I don’t wanna say, the things I do I just wanna stay right here Blinded but sincere These are the days, when we are Gods And we take everything for granted - for granted And we are wild, and we are young We fuck the rules, and take our chances - our chances There’s something in the air There’s something in the air .
