| My friends say we’re stuck in a hopless thing
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| They all say the same thing — it can’t work
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| Our life’s so full of strife
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| It make’s you reach for the knife
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| It won’t work, aw but you know the feeling
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| So it goes & now it’s gone
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| You & me we struggle on
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| Please seize these chains that hold us back
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| Let’s make it work!
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| Life lists on & we survive, but it sucks us dry
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| The bitter waste, chances passed
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| And we passed them on
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| Now everybody’s saying our time has gone
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| So it goes & now it’s gone
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| You & me we struggle on
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| Please seize these chains that hold us back
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| Let’s make it work!
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| The world’s upside down & backwards round, yes it is
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| To serve no purpose only profit
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| That brutal? |
| More so: To serve them all days & nights
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| Why, every waking hour! |
| And more besides
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| Some say we’re stuck in this life of pain but I maintain we can change it
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| All that we need, we’ve got it
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| To cut loose from this sham, God damn!
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| Seize these chains that hold us back
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| Others make this a world in crisis
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| — Let's make it work!
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| You & me, we struggle on
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| And so it goes
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| Damn wrong! |
| Seize these chains that hold us back
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| Let’s make it work! |