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Text: Seven Mary Three. Punch in Punch Out.

I wake up to beat the sun from her glory
I'm only one cigarette away from mobility
It's always punch in punch out
Go to work and go back home

There's only one chance left
And I know, and I know
Where she is waiting

I wake up to beat the sun from her glory
I'm only one cigarette away from mobility
It's always punch in punch out
Go to work and go back home

There's only one chance left
And I know where she is waiting

Because [Incomprehensible]
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There's only one chance left
And I know what I'll do with it

So I wake up to beat the sun from her glory
I'm only one cigarette away from mobility

It's always punch in punch out
Go to work and go back home
There's only one chance left
And I know what I'll do with it

It's always punch in punch out
Go to work and go back home
There's only one chance left
And I know what I'll do with it

Punch in punch out
Punch in punch out
Punch in punch out