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I ride the same train every day

With the same people

On the same seats

With that grey fabric

Going nowhere

I walk the same streets every morning

Past the same cafés

Selling the same coffee

With the smell of burnt coffee in the air

For everyone’s drugged up productive welfare

Isn’t it a pity

To be confined

To these chains

When you can be something else?

Isn’t it such a pity

Every single day

Looks the same

When you’re not born for the conventional?

There’s so little time

To be what you wanna’ be

Unbreakable

Sensational

Living a life that’s multi-dimensional

Ain’t got no more time for your silly games

You can conform on your own

I break free from the shackles

And try to be me

Ain’t got no more time

To be the same

Like you