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My hands shake
I’m nervous
My hands turn cold
Brain slips into my long sleeves
I froze
Stuck to the pole
I build a fire
With wood and charcoal
Freeing me from a cryogenic sleep
Into a holiday
Build a float
A bridge like a rose
Cross the moat to heaven
You can find me looking like Waldo
In the clouds with a hat, puffy ball
Black framed lenses
Smile on my face
Cars, trains and planes pass
In a parade
Feet march to the mix-tape
Pull the pin and throw
Beware decade, I got a hand-grenade
I got a hand-grenade

I got my dreams
I got my dreams
And this hand-grenade’s pin is pulled
And now it’s thrown
I’m waiting for it to explode
I’m free on my way

I got my dreams
And this hand-grenade’s pin is pulled
And now it’s thrown
I’m waiting for it to explode
I’m free on my way
I’m free on my way

Breakfast, I eat the best
Steak and eggs
You told me to break a leg
Didn’t think that I’d make
It this far
Thus far I didn’t know
What was par
Median, average
Cup of Joe
Sugar cubes
Crème of the lot
I refuse to be the burden
In the news
I don’t know
I just go
Cars, trains and planes pass
In a parade
Feet march to the mix-tape
Pull the pin and throw
Beware decade, I got a hand-grenade
I got a hand-grenade

I got my dreams
I got my dreams
And this hand-grenade’s pin is pulled
And now it’s thrown
I’m waiting for it to explode
I’m free on my way

I got my dreams
And this hand-grenade’s pin is pulled
And now it’s thrown
I’m waiting for it to explode
I’m free on my way
I’m free on my way

At the end
Replicate the adrenaline
Pull the pin and throw
The hand-grenade
Into the next decade
Fear doesn’t need to stay
Don’t let your dreams fade
Obey the first priorities
And make your way
As U and S, Postal Serviced mail
Into the next decade
To the end of the day
Toss the grenade
Beware decade, I got a hand-grenade
I got a hand-grenade

I got my dreams
I got my dreams
And this hand-grenade’s pin is pulled
And now it’s thrown
I’m waiting for it to explode
I’m free on my way

I got my dreams
And this hand-grenade’s pin is pulled
And now it’s thrown
I’m waiting for it to explode
I’m free on my way
I’m free on my way

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