"The selfish, they’re all standing in line
Faithing and hoping to buy themselves time
Me, as I figure as each breath goes by
I only own my mind
The north is to south what the clock is to time
There's east and there's west and there's everywhere life
I know I was born and I know that I'll die
The in between is mine
I am mine"
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