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Time Is in My HandsWe are the kids in the cradle of cold anxious nightmaresWe are the kids who sell love for fake hope and broken dreams Before the breakdown, you hear us singing our desperate hymns But no one will remember our names So I will stand up again And I can say Here I go on my own again I'll stand up for me now Sure I know time is in my hands And I will keep it in mind And I will rule my world this time Now I clean down all my grime Here I go on my own again We are the kids in the cradle of cold anxious nightmares We are the kids who sell love for fake hope and broken dreams Before the breakdown, you hear us singing our desperate hymns But no one will remember our names So I will stand up again And I can say Here I go on my own again I'll stand up for me now Sure I know time is in my hands And I will keep it in mind And I will rule my world this time Now I clean down all my grime Here I go on my own again |