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Tom Rowlands
Tom Rowlands
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Yolanda Quartey
Yolanda Quartey
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Mark Ralph
Mark Ralph
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Ed Simons
Ed Simons
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Tom Rowlands
Tom Rowlands
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Q-Tip
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Ed Simons
Ed Simons
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Kamaal Fareed
Kamaal Fareed
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The Chemical Brothers
The Chemical Brothers
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Steve "Dub" Jones
Steve "Dub" Jones
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Tom Rowlands
Tom Rowlands
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Blair Wells
Blair Wells
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Gloria Kaba
Gloria Kaba
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Richard Adlam
Richard Adlam
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Hal Ritson
Hal Ritson
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Mike Marsh
Mike Marsh
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Can't think, can't sleep, can't breathe Can't think, can't... Everything gettin' harder to find Everybody jumpin' out of they mind Everybody going out of they skins See we get to the end, but that's where we begin, you feel it Mannequins say "We breakin' the mold" Breakin' out and we breakin' the codes Similar to the Jacques Cousteau To the depths and you're wet, so your tank explodes, so get it out Send your body to flight Everybody got a target tonight Everybody come along for the ride All you studs and you duds and you ladies, let's fly Grip the moment like you grippin' the earth Feel the weight and you feelin' the girth Now you get it, now you feelin' your worth Feel the sound you used to make when everything thing used to hurt, it goes Oh, no time to rest Just do your best Oh, what you hear is not a test We're only here to make you We're only here to make you We're only here to make you We're only here to make you go Gotta go, gotta make it in time Brightest star gonna be the guide Gotta get you to the other side To where the butterflies and where the peach reside The first five minutes for the fifteen of fame Five seconds 'fore you're saying my name I'm deadly sharpshooting the game Gonna hit you and this whole execution is aim Get together and we building a fire Clear smoke and it's taking us higher Hands up, everyone is one If you see yourself making it, you're seeing the sun Metropolis on the edge of control They take our money, but they won't take our soul Fuck that, ain't gon' do it no mo' Won't do what we told and we ain't gonna fold, we go Oh, no time to rest Just do your best Oh, what you hear is not a test We're only here to make you We're only here to make you We're only here to make you We're only here to make you go Go, go, go Go, go, go Can't think, can't sleep, can't breathe Can't think, can't sleep, can't breathe Everybody jumpin' out of they mind Everybody going out of they skins Everybody jumpin' out of they mind Everybody going out of they skins Oh, no time to rest Just do your best Oh, what you hear is not a test We're only here to make you We're only here to make you We're only here to make you We're only here to make you go
Writer(s): Santi White, Dave Taylor, Guy Battarel, Jean-pierre Massiera, Nick Zinner, Karen Orzolek, Kamaal Fareed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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