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from Outdoor Seating by Panic Attack

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Tuesday. Midnight. Nothing's alright.
Stepping out of bed again, only to pace the hall.
It's time, but i'm too tired to even sleep and i've got nobody to call.
When i read Double Duce it almost feels as though i've accomplished something today but it keeps me restless, and i guess it's pointless but the questions they keep coming: What if? How Come? Where could i run, and how far can i go on this bike?
When are we going to ask ourselves "Is this really how we wanna live?"
Do we have a choice at all when "being free" is so expensive and "achieving autonomy" so hard?
Tuesday. Midnight. Nothing's alright.

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from Outdoor Seating, released April 1, 2019

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