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Impossible outcomes There's an outside chance You may not want to fight them Bob and weave in their dance I'm not gonna tell you That my mind doesn't go there It's the terrible trouble About getting older If this isn't my time Then cutting the brakelines Seems to make some sort of sense I don't wanna have to I don't wanna leave you It does us no good to pretend It's not about hopeless Not a song of despair Just about choices and making them fair Hope we never have to Decisions like this Spend every morning In ignorant bliss If this isn't my time Then cutting the brakelines Letras de cancionesSeems to make some sort of sense I don't wanna have to I don't wanna leave you It does us no good to pretend If this isn't my time Then cutting the brakelines Seems to make some sort of sense I don't wanna have to I don't wanna leave you It does us no good to pretend Terrified keeps me up at night Terrified Terrified keeps me up at night Terrified From Letras Mania