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The clock ran out so time is dead a thousand circles in your head you know you're gonna make it you can't fake it And if you're trying to be what you believe your toes are burning in the sand you've never been a patient man you won't be celebrated It's Friday and, and I can't be so sure if this is real or just a dream or just some vision that i saw I hope it's real, I hope it's fake, I hope it's all a big mistake I hope that we can all die happy A deviled egg, and old grenade And grandpa's leading the parade But in the second chapter there'll be laughter And the words you've written have run right off the page The song is old, the words are new I wish that I could have just you I know this seem outdated and over rated SongtexteBut when I'm comin' to town I hope you're around Is this a joke or is this my salvation and my hope? it's hard to tell it's hard to act like all is well I need a drink I need to think I need a finger for this ring I hope that we can all die happy Aus Songtexte Mania