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When all those tomorrows get crammed into now
You stop like youre froze ans ask yourself how
When all those tomorrows get crammed into now
You stop like youre froze ans ask yourself how
When putting it all in order aint enough
The tough gets going and the going gets tough
And the things that you thought aint what it ought
Ought ought to be
When youre laid on the line your dreams will stop
Theyve drawn you in and theyve strung you up
When youre laid on the line your dreams will stop
Theyve drawn you in and theyve strung you up
When putting it all in order aint enough
The tough gets going and the going gets tough
And the things that you thought aint what it ought
When the who hits the what and youve run out of luck
You do what you can but youre
When the who hits the what and youve run out of luck
You do what you can but youre
All
I a word
Stuck
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