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Take your time, your on your own And I'll be watching you as you sleep late tonight. The feeling's only natural To defile something that is beautiful. Creep in my mind to control now Feel their power grip, moral slip As we let go now Setting traps, regret, mark get set As time marches on Cleansing day, Wash your hands from wrong investments that were made. But rivers flow from high to low And I can feel the elevation Drop below.

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