We queuing up the tills, Wishing for our lives to change
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Just a piece of something new, A taste would keep us sane
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Hypocrisy in every day, Drills a hole deep in our brains
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Searching for a little hope, A rainbow when it rains
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Sitting on an empty bench, Got these nails dug in my skin
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Like a leopard with his kill, We're going under, slipping in
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Under the Water, Don't think we'll recover
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Twisted and broken, 10,000 leagues choking
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Sinking deep under, don't think we'll recover
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Day in Day Out
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Stepping on a treadmill wheel, You must know how that can feel
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Blows a fuse inside our minds, Watch the data as it wipes
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Taste the bullshit on a plate, We just piss our lives away
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Get the hell out while you can, We going under, sinking in
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We're going under, slipping in
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Under the Water, Don't think we'll recover
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Twisted and broken, 10,000 leagues choking
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Sinking deep under, don't think we'll recover
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Day in Day Out
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We're going down, yes we're going down, we're going down:.
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Taste a new amphetamine, Alcohol has sucked us in
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Introverted in our ways, Trapped inside this plastic skin
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Now its rears it's ugly self, Feeds us full of selfish doubt
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We've got to keep ourselves afloat, Going under, get me out
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We're going under, slipping in
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Under the Water, Don't think we'll recover
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Twisted and broken, 10,000 leagues choking
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Sinking deep under, don't think we'll recover
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Day in Day OutWe're going under, slipping in
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Under the Water, Don't think we'll recover
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Twisted and broken, 10,000 leagues choking
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Sinking deep under, don't think we'll recover
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Day in Day Out.
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Day In Day Out
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