Escape to a bigger cage
Don't need no dyed in the wool
Strapped down nothing can flourish
As wicked as it seems
Godspeed a choir of silence
We're in a state of repair
Hold out or no one shall profit
As wicked as it seems
I don't care at all
Now you, me we'll get through this all
These drugs have worked like a charm
And all the drugs in the world
Won't keep me away from finding the way
I will turn this round
Work it to my advantage
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