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I close the door in the morning |
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Close as it was the cover of a coffin |
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Look at me for the last time |
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Last kiss good-bye |
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I meet the dead |
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When evening comes |
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Up from your high school |
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Down to the grave |
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Triple work |
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Like sheep in the cattle |
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Life for the money |
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Or money for life |
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It's your freedom of choice |
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Until 65 |
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Corporate life |
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Corporate style |
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Every week-day you must die to survive |
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Pray for your pay |
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What is the price for your time? |
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You become dead and your life passes by |
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Day by day |
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You become the dead |
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Nothing changes |
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Nothing is to wait |
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Day by day |
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From eight to five |
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You stay dead |
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To stay alive |
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The evening fell down |
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And you came home |
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With empty cold eyes |
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And empty cold soul |
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You swallowed your supper, |
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You crashed into bed |
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My life with you |
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Is like a day of the dead |
