| I’m moving, moving all the time
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| Changin' the places, running around
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| All together but ain’t satisfied
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| I’m captured in a shell without a life
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| Pretending everything’s fine
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| I’m walking, among the crowd
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| Of faceless hypocrites talking meaningless stuff
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| Learn to play game rough
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| And bend down when I must
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| Pretending everything’s fine
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| Gotta leave this institution, that is holding me back
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| Gotta find the solution, to get myself on track
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| Gotta leave this institution, that is holding me back
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| Lust for life gives a reason for revelation
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| Gotta leave this institution, that is holding me back
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| Gotta find the solution, to get myself on track
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| Gotta leave this institution, that is holding me back
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| Lust for life gives a reason for revelation
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| I’m running, showing my claws
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| To important people who try to hide their flaws
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| Just a flock of sheep in their small paddock
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| If the fence’s too high blame the bad luck
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| Learn to act like the rest of us
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| Bending down when you must
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| Pretending everything’s fine
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| Pretending everything’s fine
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| Pretending everything’s fine |