| Another Monday morning
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| Some breaking news and horoscopes
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| They let you know what’s going on
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| So look for your life justifyng your hopes
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| Behind the smiles and handshakes
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| An awful apathy remains
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| And all the things that you fake
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| Are supposed to hide your unbearable chains
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| These days are cruel, we have to fight
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| And their hearts are under the spotlight
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| This is what you got, this is what you got
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| A dart in your heart, It’s the plan
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| Just another shot, just another shot
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| And now you may become one of them man
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| This is what you got, this is what you got
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| A dart in your heart, It’s the plan
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| Just another shot, just another shot
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| And now you may become one of them man
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| Days
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| Are passing by
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| Faith
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| It’s worth a try
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| And now you may become one of them, man
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| And that glimpse in your eyes
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| Fades away more every day
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| Your heart’s a target
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| And as you stay
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| Your life becomes gray
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| Stupid wishes and dreams are under your skin
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| From nine to five you check the time, waiting for the night to begin
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| You set your goals and things go bad or worse
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| The meaning of your life is to get your paycheck, of course
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| Time is laughing at your face
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| I want to take you away
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| Never let you down at your workplace
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| Waiting for the free day
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| This is what you got, this is what you got
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| A dart in your heart, it’s the plan
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| Just another shot, just another shot
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| And now you may become one of them man
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| This is what you got, this is what you got
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| A dart in your heart, it’s the plan
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| Just another shot, just another shot
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| And now you may become one of them man
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| Days
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| Are passing by
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| Faith
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| It’s worth a try
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| And now you may become one of them, man |