We're all in the same game, just different levels. Dealing with the same hell, just different devils. Sometimes I wanna stand up and be a rebel.
Just pound all these walls that surround me.
Keeping me from being me.
Wanna scream something profound but then they might send me to a compound just like a hound to the pound.
But I know I need to calm, stay low against the ground.
Cuz I'm home bound.
I'm almost free to fly, try and touch the sky.
And when I pass by, don't say hi.
Cuz I'll ignore you like a fly.
Still think you're sucha tough guy?
I'm done with you,
We're totally through.
Sorry it's a bit cheesy...
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