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My heart is a stereo. Hope it beats long enough for me to get my point across. I'm just trying to remember the best of it. Am I being very typical? Do my words make sense to you at all? Well, this is the only story I have to tell. All my life I've been waiting for a sign. We've got a way to go now. We've got a way to go. All my life I've been waiting for your time. We've got a way to go now. We've got a way to go. And I sing songs with a severed tongue. You cut it out so I wouldn't spill my guts. Still trying my best to tell, to tell. And all the running I've done Has just seemed to make my life dull. Now I know better than to invite lions into bed. All my life I've been waiting for a sign. We've got a way to go now. We've got a way to go. All my life I've been waiting for your time. We've got a way to go now. We've got a way to go. All, all, all we wish for Is just to be not awkward. And maybe all our time's been spent Thinking of the end. All my life I've been waiting for a sign. We've got a way to go now. We've got a way to go. All my life I've been waiting for your time. We've got a way to go now. We've got a way to go.