Pro Team

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Pro Team


Every day i'm reaching for a blank salvation 
And every second i awake for the first fucking time 
I've spent so many days 
Weighing up the pro's and con's 
And every day it weighs me down 
I've spent so many years living in fear 
Fuck 
I'm a face in the crowd and i'm down and out 
Another brick in the wall of a building that's about to fall 
So i'll hold my breath and close my eyes 
I'll wish away those days and seach for meaning 
In every thought i could ever explain 
I'm at crossroads but every track leads to the trap of selling my life short 
I'm at crossroads but every track leads to the trap of selling my life short 
It seems to me that conforming 9 to 5 
Is the only way to stay alive 
Survive another day in this fucking place 
This citry will forget my face 
We're caught up in a race that no one ever wins 
We are the lost 
Forgetting everything we were 
This never felt so wrong 
Are we going somewhere? 
This never felt so fucking wrong 
Forgetting everything we were 
This never felt so wrong 
Are we going somewhere? 
I never felt so wrong 
Forgetting everything we were 
This never felt so wrong 
Are we going somewhere? 
This never felt so wrong