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Did not have a chance, fell into line I'll rot down here for the meantime Without a voice, I'll never change I slide back down this slope again The second I began to see I had my eyes ripped out and fed to me Without a choice, I'll never change I slide back down this slope again Until I leave I'd love to leave here Until I leave I'd love to leave here Until I leave I'd love to leave here Until I leave alone Following the wrong line Marching forward in the wrong time Punch the clock, then the the wall Punch the clock, it's a longer form of suicide And one hell of a ride Slave to the grind and no surprise I might drop dead in the meantime Without a say, I'll never change I slide back down this slope again Until I leave I'd love to leave here Until I leave I'd love to leave here Until I leave I'd love to leave here Until I leave alone Following the wrong line Marching forward in the wrong time Punch the clock, then the the wall Punch the clock, it's a longer form of suicide Take the time to breathe it in For every day I'm born again And maybe live a live of my own Tear the face that pulls me down The human race can march around Voicing each and every tone Take the time to breathe it in For every day I'm born again And maybe live a live of my own Tear the face that pulls me down The human race can march around Voicing each and everyone's tone Sweat like me, sweat like me Sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat |