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If it can be lost then it can be won,
If it can be touched then it can be turned.
We promised the world, we'd tame it,
What were we hoping for
A sense of purpose and a sense of skill,
A sense of function but a disregard.
We said we were going to conquer new frontiers,
Go stick your bloody head in the jaws of the beast.
So here we are reinventing the wheel,
I'm shaking hands with a hurricane.
It's a colour that I can't describe,
It's a language I can't understand.
Ambition, tearing out the heart of you,
Carving lines into you.
Dripping down the sides of you.
We will not be the last
If it can be touched then it can be turned.
We promised the world, we'd tame it,
What were we hoping for
A sense of purpose and a sense of skill,
A sense of function but a disregard.
We said we were going to conquer new frontiers,
Go stick your bloody head in the jaws of the beast.
So here we are reinventing the wheel,
I'm shaking hands with a hurricane.
It's a colour that I can't describe,
It's a language I can't understand.
Ambition, tearing out the heart of you,
Carving lines into you.
Dripping down the sides of you.
We will not be the last
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Annars har jag hört rykten om att en viss aveny gästar Sticky 23:e april ;)
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