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You could have been more than a name on the door, on the thirty-third floor in the air. More than a credit card, swimming pool in the backyard. While you still have the time you could get away and find a better life, you know the grind is so ungrateful. Racing cars, whiskey bars no one cares who you really are. You're the keeper of the cards, Yes I know it gets hard, keeping the wheels turning. And the wife she keeps the keys, she is so pleased to be a part of the arrangement. You could have been more, than a name on the door on the thirty-third floor in the air. More than a consumer, lying in some room trying to die, more than a creditcard, swimming pool in the backyard. lalalalala... You could have been more, than a name on the door. You could have been more than a name on the door. You could have been more... |