When we were young
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you said you¡¯ve never compromise
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The catch phrases and routines
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were a waste of all your time
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Who wants to be a product?
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This paper house burns easily
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Your wings got tangled in the wires
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Tried to break loose, but caught on fire
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Scars deep inside of you remind you not to fly
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I saw you come crashing down
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Collapsing with a smile
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Choking on your own self
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as it came up with your bile
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You became your enemy
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Accepting what you called insane
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Put on your tie and play the game
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You¡¯ll never make the rules
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Everything you own is owning you
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Wax Wings
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The Honor System |