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Wake up! Wake up! My God, this is not a test!
And it's not too late to come clean; Get it off your chest.
So steady your hand before your face and concentrate
There's got to be some stable ground left to walk on.

So tear another page from the book.
Are you asleep or just alone?
Clear this room from your lungs.

Pull yourself together
Pull yourself together, man.

On your back, you're sleeping in a bed of shame.
Let the light breath some new life into this room.
It's what keeps you coming back; Made up of insatiable taste.
Bury your head in your hands and sing into yourself.

Just what are you so afraid of?
You're staring truth in the face, so come on down.

You're busy living now, aren't you?
You're busy making vows, you're coming unglued.

Time is shorter than you know.
I know the light is blinding to the naked eye.
So why don't you take steps away from being alone?
I swear, it's not too late for you.

It's all worth reaching for the hand to pull you out.

Wake up! Wake up! Wake up, and step outside your box.