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Lines and rows, rows and lines
Boundaries you dont dare go outside
Take your beating with a smile
Everything is now for sale
Whats the price of a stolen life?
Whats the salary to line up like a soldier?
Then march into the sea?
Seen and heard about their new advances
King convenience got a new crown
Id rather be left behind
Then be a well trained failure
So lets take a commercial break
Pause this masterpiece
The only words from our sponsors are
you cant have anything
Theres a window Ive been trying to look out
Theres some scenery Ive never seen before
But a few say this cannot be allowed
Keep your heads and hands inside
Keep your single file lines
Keep it to yourself
Voices said to me
You dont need a fking cubicle to be free
Ill sit all alone and play guitar for hours
In this crumbling room I call home now
Whos to say that dreams are not allowed
Can you understand me now?
Im screaming it loud
I step back and take a look in from the outside
I see neon signs and traffic lights and lost time