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From our lives' beginning on we are pushed in little forms |
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No one asks us how we like to be |
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In school they teach you what to think |
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But everyone says different things |
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But they're all convinced that they're the ones to see |
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So they keep talking and they never stop |
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And at a certain point you give it up |
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So the only thing that's left to think is this |
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I want out, to live my life alone |
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I want out, leave me be |
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I want out, to do things on my own |
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I want out, to live my life and to be free |
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People tell me A and B, they tell me how I have to see |
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Things that I have seen already clear |
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So they push me then from side to side |
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They're pushing me from black to white |
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They're pushing 'til there's nothing more to hear |
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But don't push me to the maximum |
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Shut your mouth and take it home |
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'Cause I decide the way things gonna be |
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I want out, to live my life alone |
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I want out, leave me be |
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I want out, to do things on my own |
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I want out, to live my life and to be free |
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There's a million ways to see the things in life |
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A million ways to be the fool |
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In the end of it, none of us is right |
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Sometimes we need to be alone |
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No, no, no, leave me alone |
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I want out, to live my life alone |
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I want out, leave me be |
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I want out, to do things on my own |
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I want out, to live my life and to be free |
