| Morning breaks, another day
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| Life still pulling at your feet.
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| Fall in line, follow the way
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| Another hollow face to meet.
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| Minutes pass, it’s just begun
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| Life still picking at your mind.
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| March in step, start to run,
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| Precious thoughts are left behind.
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| Sunshine pours, heat it grows
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| Life still grabbing at your hands.
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| Keep focus on your path they chose,
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| Listen closely, but don’t understand.
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| Hours fall, time persists
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| Life still tearing at your heart.
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| Just a number on a list,
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| Thoughts that you can’t take apart.
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| Night approaches, darkness falls
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| Life still feeding at your soul.
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| Marching still, the master calls,
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| Your mind no longer in control.
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| Hours fall, time persists
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| Life still tearing at your heart.
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| Just a number on a list,
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| Thoughts that you can’t take apart. |