This dead end job I've been slaving in
Gotta get out, got-gotta get out
This dirty bed I've sleepin' in

Gotta get out, got-gotta get out
Wonder what you came her for
Trying to put me down
Of all the things you said to me
Your silence was the strongest sound
I don't think you try
So no support from me
You've got to use your voice some time
Well I don't think...no, no, I don't think you....

This empty house I've been stayin' in
Gotta get out, got-gotta get out
This wasted life I've been living in
Gotta get out, got-gotta get out
I wonder what your motives are
To make me look the fool
It's so hard to compete in your game
You're always breaking your own rules
I don't think you try
So no support from me
You've got to use your voice some time
Well I don't think...no, no, I don't think you....

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