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Nine to fiveWhat a lifeTo surviveI've got to fightIt's pulling me so tightJust like a kiteTo the other sideBut I still cannot hideYes I need some ecstasy so I could be freeThrough the fantasy, be what I want to beTime to feed my head but I'm still in bedI wish I was death while listen to radioheadFrom my iron lung to no surprisesI make a wish to smoking of weedIt's pulling me so tightJust like a kiteTurn the other sideBut I still cannot hideYes I need some ecstasy so I could be freeThrough the fantasy, be what I want to beUh what a misery faced with realityAnd I need remedy so I could break destiny From Letras Mania