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Off the grid

by Abney Park


I´ve unplugged my brain
Unjacked my psyche, I´ve
Stopped being crazy but I´m
One of very few; I won´t
Sell my freedom for
Things I never wanted,
Won´t be a slave, with any luck
Those days are through

I´ve packed my bags
Brought back my pride
I´d rather live in rags
Than throw my dreams aside!
I´ve packed my bags
Brought back my pride
I´d rather live in rags

I was told that it´s
Safest to bury your
Dreams with commitments that
Never were your muse,
But how safe is it
To make a man with
Dreams beyond what
He´s allowed to choose?

I´ve packed my bags
And brought back my pride
I´d rather live in rags
Than throw my dreams aside!
I´ve packed my bags
Brought back my pride
I´d rather live in rags

Some nobody sits in a
Beige carpet box, doing
Nothing to buy something
He will never use, well I would
Be someone
Instead of buy something...





 

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