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Good morning, good morning, here's your daily trigger warning,
Good morning, good morning to you.
Ignore all their fawning, a brand new day will soon be dawning,
The future is looking bright for you.
And he said woah I'm tired of this,
So, so tired of this,
I can feel my life decay.
Give me a piece of your mind,
So I can get some peace of mind,
I've just got to get away.
(Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta get away)
Somewhere, deep down inside where darker feelings tend to hide,
You realise your life is elsewhere.
Do you want it? Do you want it enough?
You've got to get out, it's gonna be tough,
Solutions aren't always ready to wear.
And he said woah I'm tired of this,
So, so tired of this,
I can feel my life decay.
Give me a piece of your mind,
So I can get some peace of mind,
I've just got to get away.
(Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta get away)
I don't care what you're paying me, nothing's worth the misery.
Don't you tell me what to do, don't you ever tell me what to do.
You've done it, today's the day,
You made it out, you're on your way,
Fight or flight in true survival mode.
And he said I was tired of it,
Sick and tired of it,
I could feel my life decay.
Now at last I find
That I've got some peace of mind,
I just had to get away.
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta get away.
Good morning, good morning to you.
Ignore all their fawning, a brand new day will soon be dawning,
The future is looking bright for you.
And he said woah I'm tired of this,
So, so tired of this,
I can feel my life decay.
Give me a piece of your mind,
So I can get some peace of mind,
I've just got to get away.
(Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta get away)
Somewhere, deep down inside where darker feelings tend to hide,
You realise your life is elsewhere.
Do you want it? Do you want it enough?
You've got to get out, it's gonna be tough,
Solutions aren't always ready to wear.
And he said woah I'm tired of this,
So, so tired of this,
I can feel my life decay.
Give me a piece of your mind,
So I can get some peace of mind,
I've just got to get away.
(Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta get away)
I don't care what you're paying me, nothing's worth the misery.
Don't you tell me what to do, don't you ever tell me what to do.
You've done it, today's the day,
You made it out, you're on your way,
Fight or flight in true survival mode.
And he said I was tired of it,
Sick and tired of it,
I could feel my life decay.
Now at last I find
That I've got some peace of mind,
I just had to get away.
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta get away.
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