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We always work in jobs we hate
To buy useless things we don't need
To impress people we don't like
Always searching - never satisfied
This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time
You're neither your job nor the things that you have
Overdose of frantic consumption
The things you own end up owning you
You do not talk about the club
No shirts, no shoes, one fight at a time
Catharsis - all hell breaks loose
Evolve even if you
Fall apart inside
