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Just another day on the circle line, losing myself as I follow signs, |
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Beneath the surface underground I keep my feelings deep inside. |
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Just another face in another crowd, taking my place wihtout a sound, |
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I follow strangers blindly through towards the so familiar doors. |
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Just another day. |
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I always depart but I never arrive, never a moment passes by when I feel |
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I'm not treading water in a sea of drifting souls |
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No way out, there's no escape, running blind and running scared |
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And the cctv cameras track my movements in the maze, |
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9 to 5's the only time I try to kid myself that I'm still alive, |
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That I'm living out the dream to earn my freedom from this rat race |
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Where all I do's survive, I live the lie, I serve my time. |
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The cicrle line. |
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Just another day, just another day, just another day, |
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Just another day, just another day, just another day on the circle line. |
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The circle line, on the circle line. |
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Navigator, need a navigator, a navigator, need a navigator |
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The circle line. |