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I'm not alone

There are millions who are just like me

Is our life our own

Or are we breed to think everything's fine?

Just another ant in the line

I don't want to be

One more calf who's suckling the cash cow

Dressed like a corporate freak

Begging the clock to give me the chance to be me

A few moments just to be free

Swallow the lie just to get by but I'm sick of this bag of feed

Try to hide but it feels like you're caught in a landslide

When dreams die you can chalk it all up to the Monday

Blame it all on Monday

Friday feels all right: you think you got all night

Saturday is great but then it gets to late

When Sunday comes around

It brings you right back down dreading Monday

And all of what used to define you

Serves only just to remind you

Of the man you'd hoped to be

I can't believe I'm on the clock and wearing a monkey suit

Where is my dream? You know the one where I'm up on a stage

I guess I'm missing that page

Take a quick look, glance through the book before I'm put back in my cage

Shed your skin the transformation begins

Chalk outline and the finger points to a Monday

The only suspect is Monday

And all of what used to defined you

Serves only just to remind you

Of the man you'll never be

I'm not alone mindless masses trapped just like me

Busy little drones day in day out we're all pawns for the queen

I guess it's how it will be

Chained to my desk just like the rest who have surrendered their dreams


Monday / Enchant

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