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My anxiety
was because that life’s not for me
They said to be like us
spend your life conforming

Here’s another paycheck
buy yourself some more things
Weekend’s here, finally breathe
Tequila shots and no strings

Make it to the top, they said
keep on climbing, step by step
Another figure, more in debt
Can I buy that dream house yet?

Sitting, waiting, time gone by
Wake me up at sixty-five
Then take my dreams out of that box
Collecting dust in double knots

No.

I’d like to go the other way, sir
pave my own path, not concur
The voice inside, I hear it churr
She knows the way I’d much prefer

So I bid farewell that fateful end
And found the courage to start again
To walk a road more fit to tread
to guide me towards the light instead

Be sure there’s no hard feelings there
No mistakes, or mishaps, just lessons beared
I drank that tea, gave it a shot
I’m glad they showed me who I’m not

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