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All that I can say is, "Just find a way to |
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Grasp the rungs and climb on board" |
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The train is pulling out and |
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There is no doubt that |
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Waiting you cannot afford |
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This I know |
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That yesterday the future seemed far away |
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But now it's my face, in the flesh today |
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Take a look around you |
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Don't it astound you? |
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Short term thinking minds galore |
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Sure ya gotta earn it |
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Before you burn it |
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But work a dead end job what for? |
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This I know |
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Cause I was on that treadmill and man it sucks |
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A chase after my tail in the guise of bucks |
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Grind away, every day like a slave |
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Same old same, work your way to the grave |
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It's a miracle that you can even |
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Save it for a bright day |
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They all rain you say |
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Try to objectively |
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The cycle just continues |
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Have, have not issues |
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Fuel negativity |
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This I know |
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A sink or swim solution I call my job |
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It keeps me on my toes, not a worthless slob |
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Grind away, every day like a slave |
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Same old same, work your way to the grave |
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And besides it's so much fun to complain |
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Working straight commission |
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I'm a mission |
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Never any guarantees |
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Scratch out an existence, rugged resistance |
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To mindless mass mentalities |
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This I know |