Sometimes I feel like I'm losing my head
Every day I lose some leverage
Every day I'm giving in
Like a rat afraid to take a step
Living in fear of breaking my own neck
This is where the panic sets in
First world paranoia of blood that won't thicken
I keep bending my chains but they just won't give
In a world where your paycheck says how much you can live
Knives in your back from the hands of your brothers
Days into weeks, years into nothing
We need to break out
I won't be held down
We need to break out
I won't be held down

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