| Here I sit my head in my hands
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| While all the men in balaclavas they start making demands
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| I am a rat in a cage in a boiler suit
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| Drowned in fear but burning soon
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| I know, I know, I know I ain’t walking away
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| I know, I know, I know that there is no escape
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| So I make my peace with whoever I trust
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| Then shut my eyes and turn to dust
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| I know, I know, I know I ain’t walking away
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| Here I sit in these shackles and chains
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| While all the men in balaclavas give my country away
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| I am a rat in a cage without a choice
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| And there’s no future without a voice
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| I know, I know, I know I ain’t walking away
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| I know, I know, I know that there is no escape
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| I’m in trouble, and I’m going under
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| I crack like lightning, and I break like thunder
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| I’m in trouble and there’s no way out
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| I’m in trouble and I’m breaking down
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| I know, I know, I know I ain’t walking away
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| I know, I know, I know that there is no escape
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| I’m in trouble, and I’m going under
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| I crack like lightning, and I break like thunder
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| I’m in trouble and there’s no way out
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| I’m in trouble and I’m breaking down |