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Working fifty hours a week without even asking myself why?

I want to live in another place
Another town, another country
A new way of live, new idealogies
A place where living means more than just working
A perfect sky, a new girlfriend
A place where bills are just a pieces of paper
Throw'em in the sky, wipe your ass with with'em
Anything to change these boring days

Can't you see
You're wasting your life away
We can't change it
Everyday we're dying slowly

A better place

Maybe someday they will leave us some spare time
We will have fun before it's too late