Your posture’s terrible
Slouched over that keyboard
Gotta stand up straight and look ahead
At what’s waiting for you
A one-way ticket out
A dream’s the price you pay
Blackness when you go to sleep
If it’s never there, you can’t take it away
I keep changing lanes in vain
But the road always ends at the same place
There’s nowhere else
There’s nowhere else I can
Run
There’s nowhere else I can run to
I guess that I’m done
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