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The Optimist

Drive at night,
in the slow lane.
Rabbit in the headlights,
run away, run away.

The great escape,
in the slow lane.
Before it's too late,
to run away, run away.

The life we left behind,
sleeping all our lives.
The life we left behind,
dreaming all our life.

We ride on hearts,
design our world.
Let go of you!

and I Run for our lives,
don’t look behind!

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