Along For The Ride by Bronx
Anticipation's up all night
We're clairevoyant till the morning light
We're not perfect, we're avant-garde
So don't make us think too hard
The inspiration it comes and goes
Dedication decomposed
It's not perfect, it's a prototype
And will we ever get it right?
We're all flawed by design
We used to be alive but now we're just along for the ride
A limp wrist and a dull blade
Progress is slow these days
It's not perfect but it's all we've got
Are we gonna just let it rot?
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