I been down on the beaten track.
Just a holding on, holding out, holding back. Thinking not of what I got but of what I lack,
I guess that's what we've been taught all along.
It's the drop of poison in the lunch that I got for free and I've been poppin' the pills placed in front of me.
But I had enough, baby, I'm breaking free.
I never knew why it would take me so long.
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