| A man must have a dream
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| A dream to escape
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| Drops over the edge
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| Drown in the earth
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| In the hotel tourist booking book
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| It's always the ultimate room in my name
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| In that case, you do not decide
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| Magnifying glass on my image
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| I pack jars and bags
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| Handsets and laptops included
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| Safe depository layers
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| And no one can find me
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| Every time I say goodbye to my daughter
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| I'm afraid it's not the last time
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| But I got back to the tuna when the dust settled
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| Dad has to go, Dad is a criminal
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| Dad has to go, Dad is a criminal
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| In the dark hours of the night
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| Starting with a big man sometimes with emotions
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| And it oo then no specific longing
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| From the sky to the moon, nothing else
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| And this birdhouse doesn't really offer adventure
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| So have tried gigs
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| But the road, it takes nowhere
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| If there is nothing to escape
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| That's why I always want to catch the tuna
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| Off the gray, ozone is running out
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| Freedom is an illusion, it is not achieved
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| I get lost in my life, I'm looking for my life
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| Organs can no longer tolerate this standard of living
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| I hate brats in a play cart
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| Curtains of the namesake on the roadside
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| But no one hates the knight Camo
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| As deep as Knight Kaamo himself
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| And I can never shed my heels
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| Leaves the soul in a cloakroom
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| I can't reach the edge of the world
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| But still, like a wolf, I follow instinct
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| Even with that threat, you're not a cliché
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| Highway trip, a man without a name
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| I see a heartbreaking look in my daughter's heart
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| And I leave it in the dust cloud
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| A man must have a dream
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| A dream to escape
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| Drops over the edge
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| Drown in the earth
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| Every time I say goodbye to my daughter
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| I'm afraid it's not the last time
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| But I got back to the tuna when the dust settled
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| Dad has to go, Dad is a criminal
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| Dad has to go, Dad is a criminal |