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Loose yourself from the cellphone |
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Pretend you're not even there |
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And if Market Management says so |
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Well, take cover behind your chair |
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You know, you're running down the wrong track |
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When they're only willing to pay |
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When you sell things to kids who cannot |
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Tell the difference between shit and clay |
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And who told the boss that you were |
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Tinkering with the fax machine |
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A few minutes before it broke down |
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And that you quickly left the crime scene |
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A few paper balls and a dustbin |
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Why not try something else instead? |
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Your body fluids still float freely |
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And there's a cam above your head |
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Put every paper in the shredder |
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Destroy everything that was |
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It's about time you stop working |
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For someone else's cause |
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You shout "From now on it's my own dreams!" |
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"I have overcome my fears" |
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And when you convey the message |
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You watch your family burst into tears |