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I'm sick and fast, the weight's chained to my feet
No time to argue with belief
I'm not alone, a thousand others dropping
Faster than me, what could be here?
Nothing to hold on to, nowhere to break
Where is the whipcord, the trapdoor, the key?
Where is the cartoon escape hatch for me?
No time to question the choices I've made
I've got to find another direction
The last thing I remember is climbing up the stairs
I threw the window open, the challenge in despair
I don't know what I need, I needed time, I needed to escape
I saw the future turn upside down, hesitating
Where is the whipcord, the trapdoor, the key?
Where is the cartoon escape hatch for me?
No time to question the choices I've made
I've got to find another direction
Accelerate
The vista I see now is aging
Uncertainty is suffocating
Our hope has never felt so grating
I'm lit up dim, pounding pulse to make it go
To make it slow down, go
Where is the whipcord, the trapdoor, the key?
Where is the cartoon escape hatch for me?
No time to question the choices I've made
I've got to find another direction
The city sputters like it's ready to explode
Accelerate to make it slow and make it go
Accelerate
Accelerate to make it slow and make it go
Accelerate
I'm incomplete
I'm incomplete
I'm incomplete
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