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von marshall4

I′m picking the pace watching grapes turn to raisins
Trying to retrace all the steps that I have taken
Taking it back, I can't take it back
Oh, it takes me ba-a-a-ack

I need pushpins and ta-a-a-acks
For hanging up all of my paper
Paper scenes in sta-a-a-acks
Pictures that I′ve take-e-e-en


And when people say, "Where does the time go?"
Well, that's one thing that I know
Watch as it goes out the window
Falling belo-o-o-ow

It always feels like one big contest
Everything's so out of context
It always feels like one big contest
Everything′s so out of context

It always feels like one big contest
Everything′s so out of context
It always feels like one big contest
Everything's so out of context


It always feels like one big contest
Everything′s so out of context
It always feels like one big contest
Everything's so out of context