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6x6 - from wall to wall |
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Shutters on the windows, no light at all |
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Damp on the floor you got damp in the bed |
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They're trying to get you crazy - get you out of your head |
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They feed you scraps and they feed you lies |
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To lower your defences, no compromise |
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Nothing you can do, the day can be long |
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Your mind is working overtime, your body's not too strong |
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Hold on, hold on |
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They put you in a box so you can't get heard |
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Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred |
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Hold on, you have gambled with your own life |
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And you face the night alone |
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While the builders of the cages |
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They sleep with bullets, bars and stone |
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They do not see your road to freedom |
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That you build with flesh and bone |
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They take you out - the light burns your eyes |
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To the talking room - it's no surprise |
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Loaded questions from clean white coats |
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Their eyes are all as hidden as their Hippocratic Oath |
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They tell you - how to behave, behave as their guest |
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You want to resist them, you do your best |
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They take you to your limits, they take you beyond |
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For all that they are doing there's no way to respond |
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Hold on, hold on |
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They put you in a box so you can't get heard |
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Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred |
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Hold on, you have gambled with your own life |
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And you face the night alone |
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While the builders of the cages |
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They sleep with bullets, bars and stone |
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They do not see your road to freedom |
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That you build with flesh and bone |
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Though you may disappear, you're not forgotten here |
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And I will say to you, I will do what I can do |
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You may disappear, you're not forgotten here |
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And I will say to you, I will do what I can do |
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And I will do what I can do |
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And I will do what I can do |
