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there’s a second to get up before the second slip there’s a second to patch up emptiness there’s a second to learn who you are before the meaning changes but there is no second course there’s a second to clean up your face before the second spit there’s a second before the apple starts to rust there’s a second to re-adjust your bags and take a second turn but there is no second course and i know that it’s a bite i can’t digest i know i can’t leave it to the side and yes, i’m furious too yes, i’m furious there’s a second to prop up new walls before the second quake there’s a second to sit back and meditate and there’s a second thought. and there’s a second door but there is no second course and i know that i can knit a world that fits me but i know i can’t rewind i know i cannot bribe time and yes, i’m furious too yes, i’m furious we’re thrown in and soon enough we are a member of this endless countdown i’m deep down but in a second i could start to kick my way back to the atmosphere there’s a second of despair before you make it big there’s a second to reveal your frailty there’s a second to learn who you are before the meaning changes but there is no second course and yes, i’m furious too yes, i’m furious like you From Letras Mania