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Stop standing around complaining

I'd love to see you boot on the other foot

You're treading on thin ice

But you will not sacrifice

Whatever it is you hold so dear

Let's build the bridge that crumbles under our feet

Lets dig a virtual tunnel

You're still standing around complaining

Well I heard a theory

That given enough time anything will heal

This might be our last night

Where, we follow so blindly

We'll severe the ties

Build a dam in the river now

I'll vent what I want to you

I'm indifferent to what you want to hear

No, we won squander your time