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my mind's locked up in a world thati don't know
the end is coming sooni think i'll lose controlstaring out my window and it feels finewell... i'm sending all my signalsbut i stiffen so im long(that's not it, but it sounds funny)said i'm sending all the signalsthat i do not have a homei said my month in up in armoursay i really wasnt scaredsay my month in up in armourbut i do not have a waythings are happeningso really do we ever live so fasttheres a concertoh but what a fucking blast
my bags are packed in all rugged up theres one thing left to sayi'll make you take the fall then im doin it my own waymy mind's locked up in a world thati don't know
the end is coming sooni think i'll lose controla re you happy working morningsare you happy working nightsare you happy on your time off
when your high?here we go were back againin the same rut withthe same friendsdoin it like we did the year beforeya got no money got no car,got no woman so there you are
your empty, sold out and depressedwell you can run and you can hidefrom the trouble that is deep insideyour master of your own destiny and famethings to dogotta place to gogotta cut the linegotta make the next showgotta make everything work out alrightwhat do we have to say for ourselves...i dunno i dunno i dunno
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