Here I am a soldier, slowly sinkin' in the
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Quicksand of the past
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Got no recipe. Muffins won't rise
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And the margarine's goin' fast
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My walls are blue
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Colors won't with the red door still in sight
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I think of you
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The sky caves in and my eyes are stabbed with light
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Hurt me
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Hate me
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Help me
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Who's gonna save me?
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Walk a thousand paths and Babylon itches
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With the shifting of the social scale
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Like a castaway
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Rabbit yells back and the register rings "no sale."
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Don't nail the lid
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I'm still breathin' and my heartbeat's goin' fast
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Not givin' in
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Maybe I'll get lucky and I'll find
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Inner peace at last
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What's my destiny
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Whoa no that can't be
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Just look and you'll see
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Want self sufficiency
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Whoa no that can't be
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What's my destiny
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Slavin' to the grind, workin' overtime
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Whoa no it can't be
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