| The protest rests between the graves,
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| The happy songs, the sad, sad slaves,
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| 5 to 9 or 9 to 5,
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| The danger of the safe, safe life.
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| I’m sick of the routine,
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| We work to exist, we exist for the working,
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| Stuck in our daydreams,
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| The question remains what the fuck are we doing here?
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| Free as the sea, heavy as the shore,
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| We all have enough but always want more,
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| The shit that I own makes me someone I’m not,
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| Give me a second to give up all that I’ve got.
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| Take me back home,
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| The protest is over,
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| Take me back home,
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| The cameras remain,
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| Deep inside our daily trot,
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| We love the things we’re so sick of,
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| We barely talk, we barely speak,
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| We’re old enough, accept the defeat,
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| I will not believe,
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| That I’m half as content as the smile on my face seems,
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| Stuck in my daydreams,
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| The question remains what the fuck am I doing here?
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| Free as the sea, heavy as the shore,
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| We all have enough but always want more,
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| The shit that I own makes me someone I’m not,
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| Give me a second to give up all that I’ve got.
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| Take me back home,
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| The protest is over,
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| Take me back home,
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| The cameras remain,
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| Take me back home,
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| We sell our freedom day by day
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| Take me back home,
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| Our dreams are imprisoned; |
| we’re numbered by names
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| Free as the sea, heavy as the shore,
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| We all have enough but always want more,
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| The shit that I own makes me someone I’m not,
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| Give me a second to give up all that I’ve got.
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| Take me back home,
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| The protest is over,
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| Take me back home,
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| The cameras remain,
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| Take me back home,
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| We sell our freedom day by day
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| Take me back home,
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| Our dreams are imprisoned; |
| we’re numbered by names |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Space , by - BLACKOUT PROBLEMS. Song from the album Gods, in the genre Альтернатива