| Every single day
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| Nine to five, amongst the others
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| Again (again), again and again
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| It’s all the same
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| Except I get older and older
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| The seasons grow colder and colder
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| It feels like I’m chasing my dreams
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| But I’m standing still
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| Closing my eyes while I hold my breath
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| There she stands in the back of my head
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| All dressed in white (all dressed in white)
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| She silently whispers in tongue to me:
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| Do all that you can to stay afloat in the water
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| There must be something more to life than this, to just exist
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| They don’t know what’s best for me
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| Can’t stand the standard
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| Buried alive, (Buried alive)
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| Can you find me, find me
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| Open up my chest, you’ll set me free
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| (Don't look back to your scars)
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| I’m screaming from starvation, starvation
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| Do all that you can to stay afloat in the water
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| There must be something more to life than this
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| To just exist
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| Can you feel a change (I feel a change)
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| Never give up, these walls consume, (these walls consume)
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| So cut the rope, the one that you, (the one that you) that you hung from |