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Elevate, a vision of you, a vision of me Nobody cares whp you’ve got to be Elevate

Elevate, a vision of you, a vision of me Nobody cares, these days, my dear, who you’ve got to be Elevate, elevate

The hour is late, the spirits are high

I drink and mumble on, getting involved

By the skin of my teeth, la la la la la la la la

I want to be loved, feel part of the team

More drink, head spins, hand gripping the bar

I think I’m out of control la la la la la la la la We’ve all had enough, seems increasingly tough

No joking mate, I’m seemingly a pay cheque away from losing it all

out the flat la la la la la la la la Left shaking my head, I’m leaving to bed

It’s basically just a great big waste of time

And that clock just tick tick ticks on Going out of my mind like la la la la la la la la

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