Don't things change
Don't we all
What's it like to
Crash? The driver
Nothing more to prove
So please just
Send in the machines
We know little of celebrations and
How are things with you
You're hung up on 'time'
You're hung up on 'age'
Now there's me
Now there's me
What's it like to
Crash? The driver
You drink to rumours
And talk about someone new in your bed
There is no game to win so
Get out as fast as you can
Hung up on 'The time'
Hung up on 'My age'
You don't know
You don't know
What it's like to
Crash the driver
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