| Well they almost had you down
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| I was beat back, look in the mirror and
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| Like your thoughtless mother
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| I’m not bound to walk in your footsteps
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| Well this has gotta change
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| I can’t go on with the nine to five
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| I gotta rearrange
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| Lord, I swear it’s gotta change
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| And no-one ever dreams about selling cars or waiting bars
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| I won’t become like that one
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| I believe you should be gone
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| Happy dreams at the cdu (repeat)
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| Well your world was crashing down
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| You decided to leave town
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| (? ?) in your vein
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| What a shame
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| When it feels like something’s gone wrong in your life
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| You can try
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| Try and open up your life now
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| Try and open up to me
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| Yet the market rise, and the futures dive alone
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| I won’t become like that one
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| I believe you should be gone
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| Happy dreams at the cdu
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| Well I’m drivin' in my car
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| And I’m not supposed to know
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| I admit that I was wrong
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| But I’m not that sorry
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| And I walk a crooked line
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| But it won’t be shaped like that one
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| I believe you should be gone
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| Happy dreams at the cdu |