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We're thinking our lives are moving on We're building tomorrow and beyond We'll find out our house was built upon A floodplain unknown to everyone Fifty-six more years to go Fifty-six more years to go You gather some things made out of wood Plastics and raw materials You'll find out you're barely scraping by And falling behind Fifty-six more years to go Fifty-six more years to go What happens if I beg for more? We're thinking our lives are moving on We're building tomorrow and beyond We'll find out our house was built upon A floodplain unknown... You'll find out you're barely scraping by And falling behind From Letras Mania