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Wake up, think thoughts, be of useRead my lips this is not lifeTry to wake up, be of useRead my lips this is not lifeIt gets simple then you tireBut where does simple fit with life?Choice allows you choose to loseLet us leave and let us downWe start another songDecide a way to turnFrom the floor, another new passage, another exitI refused, I was exactly where I belongedWhen the world sings from the halls, and the demon's at the doorLet one inside and sing alongWaiting outside, weighing both sides, what are the odds?You know that one of us is gifted and the other one is out of luckI know you crawled inside of your cages all on your ownI've heard the wild world is wicked and the modern one is out for blood From Letras Mania