Lyrics Break Out of The Trance - Greg X. Volz

Break Out of The Trance

Go to work
The foreman treats me like dirt day after day
Don’t realise how it hurts
Deep down inside justice burns like a flame
But I go straight home and treat my children the same
Who’s in charge of this program here?
Break out of the trance
I can’t no where advancing to the rear
Break out of the trance
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You don’t get this chance too often
When you’re out with your pals
You’ll be sick in the morning
But don’t think about that now
You’re an upstanding person
You’d never go too far
But you’re sitting with your friend
Who’s too drunk to walk and he’s driving your car
We all know you haven’t lost your mind
Break out of the trance
But if you close your eyes and it’s the same as b-b-b-b-blind
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We go and sit for the preacher and he lulls us to sleep
We’re under the stupor of the regimen we keep
The routine is comforting
Don’t wanna face the unknown
But we give up our shot at the freedom we’re shown
Go and take what you’ve been taken for
Break out of the trance
You can’t miss it, there’s only one real door
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