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Like the movers and the shakers, |
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I can feel the pressure burn |
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Like you, I'm caught up in the race |
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I'm addicted to the rush, under stress, a prisoner |
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And I don't even know my name |
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Sometimes I feel like I've been wasting precious time |
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Life passes by when you're slaving to the grind |
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What really matters when I cross the finish line |
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Am I wasting my life? |
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When I'm reaching for the answers |
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I can never trust my lust I'm only reaping what I sow |
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If I'm a lover of the money, I will never have enough |
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Can't take it with you when you go |
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Right now I feel like I've been wasting precious time |
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Life passes by when you're slaving to the grind |
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What really matters when I cross the finish line |
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I know I'm wasting my life |
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Caught up in a rat race, |
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playing in the devil's game |
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Living in the fast lane, and I'm burning the flame |
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Caught up in a rat race, playing in the devil's gave |
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Living in the fast lane, and I'm feeling the strain |
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On my life, my life, on my life! |
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I can't take it any longer I can not take much more, |
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oh, no! I won't waste it any longer |
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My life is mine no more I'm caught up in a rat race, playing in the devil's game |
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Living in the fast lane, and I'm burning the flame |
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Caught up in a rat race, playing in the devil's gave |
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Living in the fast lane, and I'm feeling the strain |
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I'm caught up in a rat race, playing in the devil's game |
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Living in the fast lane, and I'm burning the flame |
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Caught up in a rat race, playing in the devil's gave |
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Living in the fast lane, |
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and it's time for a change In my life, |
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my life, in my life! |
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Rat, rat, rat race! Caught up in a rat race |
