Tradition, a vintage meaning
The next stop, to a valiant gallop
And she couldn't take minimization
Get around by explaining that
Always faster, never slower
Will we fight the titans
Never slows down, always quicker
Tell me we're more complex
Suddenly she stood up, determined
Shyly through her tinted window
She wasn't planning to leave this
Like a little lock on the fave
Always faster, never slower
Will we fight the titans
Never slows down, always quicker
Tell me we're more complex
I've left a letter on the kitchen table
Just a meteor to the baker
Had cut off the supply
When I tried to return the magazine
Always faster, never slower
Will we fight the titans
Never slows down, always quicker
Tell me we're more complex
Always faster, never slower
Will we fight the titans
Never slows down, always quicker
Tell me we're more complex
Unknown, unknown, unknown
Always faster, never slower
Will we fight the titans
Never slows down, always quicker
Tell me we're more complex
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