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I can't right my course |
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Could it be any worse? |
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Don't want to be, |
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A slave to monotony |
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A life without a dream is living a wasted life |
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No dream, no hope, no time, no wife |
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The longer the wait, the more the hesitancy |
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Must get away soon or this place is the end of me |
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Ambition, |
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Complacency |
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Half full , |
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Half empty |
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The watchful eyes, have guided me |
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But now is the time, to be free |
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Optimism, my dear friend |
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Our life is mine, until the end |
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Complicated course |
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What could be the source |
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Don't want to think, |
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Just want to sleep |
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Something calling and bringing me back again |
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Sounds like music, who cares how and when |
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A road less traveled that some can't find |
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Don't look at me because the answer's inside |
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Relations, |
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Strained Half empty, |
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Half drained |
