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Dreams we had as children
Out of money
Out of time
The start of you're road is the end of you're line
What you've lost
Are you gunna find
Are you out of luck or out of you're mind
Your a rockstar
You drive a rocket ship
Your a cowboy
But you forgot about this
Times gone by your nearly 35
Dreams we had have long since died
Theres still a child inside of me
But hes working 12 hour shifts
With no sight of being free
Out of time
The start of you're road is the end of you're line
What you've lost
Are you gunna find
Are you out of luck or out of you're mind
Your a rockstar
You drive a rocket ship
Your a cowboy
But you forgot about this
Times gone by your nearly 35
Dreams we had have long since died
Theres still a child inside of me
But hes working 12 hour shifts
With no sight of being free
Published 30th Jul 2019
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