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Fivespeed

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Well come on, the tacks are stuck we'll burn the map to hide the getaway
The dark is dawn, we're safe, the prints we left in snow will fade away
Our impulse is the only thing connected to my hands
Well relax, I'll be the car in front, the lights will be left low waiting

Gather all you can
It's time 'cause it's over now
It's over now

Wait, we left a dead surprise for them
Wait now, this is all we get, it's all we get
Wait, we walked against the grain for them
Wait now, you're a waste of my breath

Well we've reached the point we thought we'd never reach as long as we obeyed
The ones we thought we trusted turned their backs and slowly moved away
We're starting to line our faces with insults by the day

Relax, I'll be the car in front, the lights will be left low waiting

Gather all you can
It's time 'cause it's over now
It's over now

Wait, we left a dead surprise for them
Wait now, this is all we get, it's all we get
Wait, we walked against the grain for them
Wait now, you're a waste of my breath

You're a waste of my breath
You're a waste of my breath
You're a waste of my breath
You're a waste of my breath

Wait now, we'll mow them down
Wait now, we'll throw them down

Wait, we left a dead surprise for them
Wait now, this is all we get, it's all we get
Wait, we walked against the grain for them
Wait now, you're a waste of my breath