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Ollie, your plans have been delayed I see it in your face that you're afraid To waste away or brace to fail It crushes you and now you can't inhale Old dread, undead creeping in A quarter-life crisis Ollie, when will you begin? Is this what your life is? Old dread, undead Betrayed, beleaguered and bereft Gotta make the best of all that you've got left You can't live a lie or lie in wait You still cannot force or change the course of fate I know it feels like Ollie, this is your time And you've been missing it Stuck planning out your life Instead of living it From Letras Mania