So much goin' on these days
Forget about instinct
It's not what pays
Pleasure up and down my smile
A carton of eggs think
It's all worthwhile
Tell me spirit, what has not been done?
I'll rush out and do it
Or are we doin' it now?
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Fissure is the thrill of the day
Forget about feeling
That's not what pays
But you know all of this can change
Remember the promise as a kid you made.
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We are the innovators, they are the imitators
Come on
Hey, don't you know how we started...
We forgot about love but weren't brokenhearted
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