Where is your inspiration, you lost it, oh so long ago.
So much for innovation, I saw this coming long before
You had no motivation, your hopes are high but trapped below,
This constant competition, we've won but you're still keeping score.
But I grew up, wishing on a star
You think I won't ever get too far.
So high on dedication, it feels so good to get away.
From all this repetition, this angry town, this battleground
So now we'll break tradition, we'll leave you swimming in our wake
Without your inspiration, you won't survive, you'll surely drown.
But I grew up, wishing on a star
You think I won't ever get too far
But I grew up, wishing on a star
You think I won't ever get too far
Where is your inspiration, you lost it oh so long ago
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