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Six years on a treadmill This plateau we're on Compels no incline, decline Would cover half of nevada Six years since the starting line Starting gun jammed, dead misfire Professional limbo resident I recite our mantra Daily affirmation Affirmation of routine Words retread Only audacity ends this plateau First times now old times Habitual gestures bind Progress burned in effigy Pledge allegiance to the customary Holding pattern of status quo At the base camp we both Know what bold words this climb would need Aus Songtexte Mania