[00:17.68]You've got to get out son
[00:19.89]You got your back against the wall
[00:21.52]And the end has just begun
[00:24.19]And this place, there's a hundred strangers and I hardly know one face
[00:30.11]And I sold my soul to the night
[00:34.60]I'm a waste of time yet I've got to try
[00:40.45]We're all worrying, about the same things
[00:46.18]The end cannot begin at the start
[00:51.91]We're all worrying, about the same things
[00:57.62]The end cannot begin at the start
[01:15.43]Spit your words out son, they cling to your lips like they're trying to hold on
[01:21.75]And I like to tread the boards of avenues with open eyes
[01:27.51]But I'm fine, my head isn't there
[01:31.89]And I'm losing out but I'm trying not to care
[01:37.80]We're all worrying, about the same things
[01:43.67]The end cannot begin at the start
[01:49.26]We're all worrying, about the same things
[01:55.05]The end cannot begin at the start