I no longer pretend to have my hands on the wheels.

Oh, believe me, I have tried
To work this out from the inside
Then I finally realized
I just need to move on with my life

Gotta make something happen
Not just sit around and wait for it
This place is like a prison
I think I'm gonna make a break for it

Whoa, whoa, here I go
It's like I'm living for the first time
Whoa, whoa, here I go
And I'm thinking it's the first time I felt alive

I've been suppressed, I've been let down
Been pushed aside, been pushed around
There's only one thing that I need
And that's something you can't take from me


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