Wake up, think thoughts, be of use Read my lips this is not life Try to wake up, be of use Read my lips just like the last time It gets simple then you tire But where does simple fit with life? Choice allows you choose to lose Let us leave and let us down We start another song Decide a way to turn From the floor, another new passage, another exit I refused, I was exactly where I belonged When the world sings from the halls, and the demons at the door Let the one inside and sing along Waiting outside, weighing both sides, what are the odds? You know that one of us is gifted and the other one is out of luck I know you all crawled inside of your cages all on your own Ive heard the wild world is wicked and the modern one is out for blood
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