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All of the voices
Spelling it out
Where are the plans you're thinking about
Rest him assured
It comes overnight
Writing it down and tearing it up
If I could tell you
Gradually
Word by word, you'd take it from me
It would be over
Instantly
Landing us where you thought we would be
