I thought we were all born on the same side
But I was wrong the whole time
Always in competition fading out
The fall's becoming creepy
Stop being so precious and hold my hand
Time after time we keep loosing the game
Stop being arrogant and hold my hand
So many times we have lost the game
Lost the game
No need to rush for what you can't attain
The red line's exceeded
Always in competition dying out
We used to be so juvenile
Stop being so precious and hold my hand
Let's try to walk together one more time
Stop staying on your side and hold my hand
So many times we have lost the game
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