Don’t rush me I’m not ready
The answer's hard to find
Don’t crowd me, you must understand
I can’t make up my mind
I need some time to work it out
I need more time to think
I need to spend some time alone
I’m teetering on the brink
But now the time has come to chose
A choice I have to make
My mind’s made up, no going back
I think I’ll have a steak
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