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Let's take it from the top, I was waiting for the drop

Thought of a thought, the feeling was in the air

There's a difference between patience, and just waiting on a clock

Tic toc tic toc, It's like waiting for a brick to get soft.

 

Let's take it from the top again, the past repeats

we don't learn the damn lesson, only dreaming when were sleeping

We've got a load of information, but we’re too worthless to read

Like what's a book, I get my past from the people on the screen

 

Don't judge a book by it's cover

Don't judge a person by their colour

Lay back and listen while we catch up on our work

 

Once we realize we are together, we will bloom

Check inside me, that's my way to understand you