Out of sight, out of mind
We could lose, we could fail And the more minutes take To make planer, or mistakes
Thirty minutes, the blink of the night Thirty minutes to alter our lifes Thirty minutes to make up my mind Thirty minutes to finally decide
Thirty minutes to whisper your name Thirty minutes to shelter the blame Thirty minutes of bliss, 30 lies Thirty minutes to finally decide
That we shape with our eyes Under shade silhouettes casting
We could lose, we could fail Either way, options change Chances fail, trains derail
Thirty minutes, the blink of the night Thirty minutes to all of our lifes Thirty minutes to make up my mind Thirty minutes to finally decide
Thirty minutes to whisper your name Thirty minutes to show her the blame Thirty minutes of bliss, thirty lies Thirty minutes to finally decide
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