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I'm tired of the treadmill, yeah, I'm tired of that 
 I don't know where I'm going but I wanna go back 
 But I can't, because they messed it all up 
 The world that I once knew got all old and corrupt
 Our leaders can't lead, I think they've lost their heads 
 With dinosaurs in charge I'm surprised we're not dead 
 They want us lined up In a pretty little line 
 Single file, no thanks, cause this world ain't mine
 Do bad, don't look 
 That's the oldest trick in the book
 I'm a double threat and I ain't afraid to show it 
 A girl by my side and I'll make sure that they know it 
 They don't like it cause we don't fit into their mould 
 Well Maggie's gone now and the section got old
 They say that we revolt them so expect a revolution 
 The shit coming from them is creating this pollution 
 It ain't cancel culture, it's consequences 
 Maybe one day they will come to their senses
 Do bad, don't look 
 That's the oldest trick in the book
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