Suppose this means we're not on holiday any more
Truth flows like wine through the vines, so in vain
You catch yourself looking through a broken window
You see this is a weak man's world
Oh no, I cannot shake this feeling off my bones
The damage is done, now it's time to let it go
Carried away on dumb fears
Oh, I gotta run with it before I lose my touch
This isn't the time to be standing still
Better burn tough than turn to rust
This is a weak man's world
Suppose this means we're not on holiday any more
Truth flows like wine through the vines, so in vain
You catch yourself looking through a broken window
You see this is a weak man's world
It's first come, first serve at the fountain of youth
We had everything and we had nothing to lose
And when your eyes are filled with simple music
You see this is a weak man's world
Oh no, I cannot shake this feeling off my bones
The damage is done, now it's time to let it go
Carried away on dumb fears
Oh, I gotta run with it before I lose my touch
This isn't the time to be standing still
Better burn tough than turn to rust
This is a weak man's world
Young branches take the bends they're given
These passing years will steal one thing after another
It's my turn
Oh, I gotta run with it before I lose my touch
This isn't the time to be standing still
Better burn tough than turn to rust
This is a weak man's world
Oh, I gotta run with it before I lose my touch
This isn't the time to be standing still
Better burn tough than turn to rust
This is a weak man's world
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