| A faint ghost through the raindrops, pace a frozen train stop
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| My brain throbs as it wanders to my day job
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| On my way to the place that I hate most
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| Strange though how I’m still afraid of gettin' laid off
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| And every day feels the same with a different date
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| And every face looks as plain as an empty frame
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| So sick of waitin' for the painter to begin
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| To paint the plain away, for now a testament to emptiness and
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| Thoughts ricochet, through my fickle pickled brain
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| Rain trickles down the grimace, same image, different name
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| Fault searcher, my soul’s an impulse purchase
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| 'Round here we serve beer, not purpose
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| Step aside
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| When I wake up, my mind is full of dread
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| In the evening, sleep as though I’m dead
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| I’m so tired, sad and lonely
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| Happy when I’m dreamin' only
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| I wanna break free, ain’t escaping here
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| 'Cause I’m tied down, paralyzed in fear
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| Every day’s the same but everyone has changed
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| I can’t let it slide, better step aside
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| We all look so morose
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| Soaked overcoats, hope comatosed
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| Folks know the ropes, don’t row the boat, just float
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| Don’t delay, don’t you go and chase the blown away
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| Umbrella cross the motorway, tell 'em keep a poker face
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| For the joker’s sake, hold your plate steady while we load it up
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| And smoke your face, pretty while your throat is cut
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| Yeah, things that go bump know what’s up
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| Only showing love through the drugs and the modem plug
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| Moments past, only last in photographs, show some gums
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| Fool the picture homie, no, he couldn’t give a lonely fuck
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| So they don’t smile they just show their teeth
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| And sit below the streets on broken rollercoaster seats
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| With today’s valid ticket like this trip is where they’re all supposed to be
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| But don’t be difficult, the warning poster’s read
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| And if it all amounts to this, then all aboard and count your chips
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| A flock of dirty pigeons fightin' over water fountain sips
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| Step aside
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| When I wake up, my mind is full of dread
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| In the evening, sleep as though I’m dead
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| I’m so tired, sad and lonely
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| Happy when I’m dreamin' only
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| I wanna break free, ain’t escaping here
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| 'Cause I’m tied down, paralyzed in fear
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| Every day’s the same but everyone has changed
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| I can’t let it slide, better step aside
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| Now I could learn to hide a smirk behind a smile
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| In a nice designer shirt, life of work, buy a pile of dirt
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| And plant a house in it past the shanty town limits
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| Where the angry crowds picket, pick a hand-me-down image
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| And be an average bloke, the same person that you know
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| That hates work but has to go to pay for the back he broke
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| Toilin' in the fields, what’s the point of puttin' poison in their meals
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| When a coin will have them oilin' up the wheels?
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| For the rich man’s chariot they’re carrying
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| A figjam arrogance and shrink-wrapped happiness
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| (Hand it out) Same shit, different brand name
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| (Gather 'round) Same slip, different cash claim
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| Wait, welcome to the day it was rocket science
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| And watch grey become a ying-yang compromise
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| Throw the canary down the mineshaft
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| With a gas mask for the last laugh, tip your bar staff
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| Step aside
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| When I wake up, my mind is full of dread
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| In the evening, sleep as though I’m dead
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| I’m so tired, sad and lonely
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| Happy when I’m dreamin' only
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| I wanna break free, ain’t escaping here
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| 'Cause I’m tied down, paralyzed in fear
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| Every day’s the same but everyone has changed
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| I can’t let it slide, better step aside
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| And welcome to the day that the daisy chain
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| Breaks from the weight and strain, but everythin' remains the same
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| And welcome to the day that the painter came
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| Astounded every critic with a thousand different shades of grey
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| And welcome to the day that the sweat from every brow
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| Was ours to keep and every pawn was proudly crowned a queen
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| And welcome to the night that while the captain slept
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| We abandoned ship with our lanterns lit singing
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| Step aside
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| When I wake up, my mind is full of dread
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| In the evening, sleep as though I’m dead
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| I’m so tired, sad and lonely
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| Happy when I’m dreamin' only
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| I wanna break free, ain’t escaping here
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| 'Cause I’m tied down, paralyzed in fear
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| Every day’s the same but everyone has changed
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| I can’t let it slide, better step aside |