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Whatever happened to the funky race?
A generation lost in pace
-Wasn't life supposed to be more than this?
In this kiss I'll change your bore for my bliss
But let go of my hand and it will slip out
In the sand if you don't give me the chance
To break down the walls of attitude
I ask nothing of you
Not even your gratitude
And if you think I'm corny
Then it will not make me sorry
It's your right to laugh at me
And in turn, that's my opportunity
To feel brave
Because ridicule is no shame
Oh it's just a way to eclipse hate
It's just a way to put my back straight
Oh it's just a way to remain sane
A generation lost in pace
-Wasn't life supposed to be more than this?
In this kiss I'll change your bore for my bliss
But let go of my hand and it will slip out
In the sand if you don't give me the chance
To break down the walls of attitude
I ask nothing of you
Not even your gratitude
And if you think I'm corny
Then it will not make me sorry
It's your right to laugh at me
And in turn, that's my opportunity
To feel brave
Because ridicule is no shame
Oh it's just a way to eclipse hate
It's just a way to put my back straight
Oh it's just a way to remain sane
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