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What you should do Could do Should do Could do What you should do Could do Should do Could do What you should do Could do What you should do Could do I'm running out of time Should do Could do What you should do Could do It's a false thought to young minds Irony of being in your twenties Feeling like you're running out of time A line we've all heard in this life of downers and daffodils Find our highs in ground down pills and And cigarettes by the windowsill Still trying to fill your future with what you should do Could do Should do Could do We're running out of time