The Hours You Keep Songtext
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I once heard that timing is everything.
What if time isn't on your side?
Clocking in and out are the chains that bind.
It's a stamp of normalcy. Throw it all away.
Rather than folding under the pressure, rise.
Woah. Get up, stand up, this is your time to fight back.
This is your time, to throw it all away.
So take these words for what they are,
they mean more than your hollow train of thought,
you'll never follow through.
All for the bottom line.
Kids grow up, your lover forgets your touch.
All for the bottom line.
You aren't what you do.
The time you keep doesn't keep you.
The line is drawn
Six figures means nothing to a life half lived.
What if time isn't on your side?
Clocking in and out are the chains that bind.
It's a stamp of normalcy. Throw it all away.
Rather than folding under the pressure, rise.
Woah. Get up, stand up, this is your time to fight back.
This is your time, to throw it all away.
So take these words for what they are,
they mean more than your hollow train of thought,
you'll never follow through.
All for the bottom line.
Kids grow up, your lover forgets your touch.
All for the bottom line.
You aren't what you do.
The time you keep doesn't keep you.
The line is drawn
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