The selfish, they're all standing in line...
Faithing and hoping and to buy themselves time.
Me, 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 everywhere lying.
I know I was born and I know that I'll die.
The in between is mine.
I'M MINE
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