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lirik lagu 17:42 – it’s all red


what will become of me?
will this highly antic*p*ted fortune
ever knock on my door?
or will it knock me out?
what will become of me?
will i be able to look back on life
and not shake as i do now?
of fear fueled by this clock ticking out
will i overcome the tides
and meet these expectations?
or am i just swimming against them
on a burial plot?
these are the minutes that define me
and they’re running out
getting shorter as we speak
as we speak