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Changing lanes to find myself
that old book on the shelf.
Button up your birthday suit
it’s time to clock in and die.
I don’t make the rules
I just get paid to watch you cry.
That's the world we live in
everybody’s left behind.
It’s not my fault I swear
there’s fatal disease in the air.
But I can't help
and try my best to learn my self
because what more is life than a death sentence
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