Giants - Eastbound

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What gives you the right to act the way you do?
Walking around in your suit and closed pockets
Pretentiousness fills the air, talk is cheap and so are you
I’ve dealt with your kind before
It’s nothing new, there’s nothing left to say
There’s nothing left to say
For every moment, every moment won
You’re losing sight of yourself
For every moment, every moment won
You’re losing sight of yourself