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You can try, you can own but forever know
Just how it feels to have no role
Monkey see, monkey do, monkey always lose
Monkey’s at the wheel, drives no car of his own
Well, these days life kinda feels like a simulation
Where the only thing missing’s some imagination
There it is, the starring role in your tv show
The well’s run dry, and forever’s sold
Trapped in freedom, the wheel of fortune rolls
Under grey skies, It’s all plateau’d
And that’s how it feels to lose with you
Through these eyes, monochrome
Reaping what’s been sown
That’s another one for the highlight reel
Has the gold grown some mould?
Has the food gone cold?
Bitter taste left in my mouth
but I’m back for seconds
Bad faith, modern living
Yeah, I’ll see you later
I’ll be sitting over there on my life simulator
There it is, the starring role
Blink, it might just go
Maybe I’ll fix my tie,
Tighten my loose screws,
No more will I sigh,
I’m not gonna wait in the queue,
I’m gonna say bye bye,
To blue; adieu, adieu, adieu
Once more with feeling, and with no further ado
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