October
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Who do you think you fool when you talk about us? Why do you walk on glass when you know it cuts? There must be a reason why, You put my life in overdrive. Don't count on me, I engineer On every move we make from here I'll take the lead You take the pain You see, I engineered this game I'll leave it all behind in a cloud of dust, There's an even chance I'll shine or rust. On my own I've got the time... There's a light ahead at the end of the line. Seeing you leaves me no doubt, I'll take the wheel from here on out.
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