Embrace the Sun
Look up, stand tall
Gravity's not gonna make you fall
We get cut out, thrown away
Don't you wish the real you could stay?
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This is your paradise, son
This is the world you live on
The world you conquer
There is no more space
No more space for the past
Suits with no personalities
We work only for the summer breeze
It's a new way of life
The past has taken the knife
CHORUS
The future is here
The past has shed its final tear
Embrace the sun
when your father is standing with a gun
Straight to his head
You've made your bed
Sleep in it
The pat has shed it's final tear
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