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Texty: Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly. War of the Worlds.

If this is the war of the worlds
Then I don't want to be a part
If this is the war of the worlds
Then I don't want to be a part

Too busy, too busy, too busy
To talk, you said I wouldn't know
Too busy, too busy, too busy
To understand its time to go

And so the next time that you need me
Don't expect a call

And this is the weight of the worlds
I think it's time for us to part
And this is the weight of the worlds
I think it's time for us to part

Too busy, too busy, too busy
To talk, you said I wouldn't know
Too busy, too busy, too busy
To understand it's time to go

And so the next time that you need me
Don't expect a call

And we're willing to waste away, like this
When every thing's gone okay 'til you've gone a miss
And all I could be, everything you want me to be
But we haven't spoke in days
Yet, in fact it's been a matter of weeks

And so the next time that you need me
Don't expect a call