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Passenger
Caged You hold so tight until your knuckles show Escape As far away as you could ever know You sink them all down And watch them float up Until the wheel has spun around You will be bound by what you are You stand in the corner With your face stripped of colour For what? If you want to be a passenger Climb aboard with me we're leaving now Step outside and see another world Only if you want to be a passenger Chained So many places you'd prefer to be Than framed By a picket fence and salary You sink them all down Then watch them float up Until the wheel has spun around You will be bound by who you are Letras de canciones You're tied to the corner With your hope twisted under In knots If you want to be a passenger Climb aboard with me we're leaving now Step outside and see another world Only if you want to be a passenger From Letras Mania