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i'm good to go andi'm going no where fastit could be worse i could be taking you there with me (with me)i'm good to gobut it looks like I'm still on my own.i'm good to go for something goldenthough the motions i've been going through have failedAnd I'm coasting on potential towards the wallAt a 100 miles an hourWhen I sayTwo more weeksMy foot is in the door (yeah)I can't sleepIn the wake of Saturday (Saturday)SaturdayWhen these open doors were open-endedSaturdayWhen these open doors were open-endedPete and I attacked the laws of astoriawith promisses and decisionsand mass of youthful innocenceAnd I read about the afterlifeBut I never really lived more than an hour (more than an hour)When I sayTwo more weeksMy foot is in the door (yeah)I can't sleepIn the wake of Saturday (Saturday)SaturdayWhen these open doors were open-endedSaturdayWhen these open doors were open-endedAnd I read about the afterlifeBut I never really livedAnd I read about the afterlifeBut I never really livedTwo more weeksMy foot is in the doorMe and PeteIn the wake of SaturdaySaturdayWhen these open doors were open-endedSaturdayWhen these open doors were open-endedSaturday
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