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I'm struggling in a good-girl-straight jacket
Time has come to say thatÂ’s it
If I spend my life waiting for tomorrow
IÂ’ll wake up one day and itÂ’s over
No-oneÂ’s gonna come to deliver the goods
Do it yourself is the clue
It takes courage to follow your heart
But as far as IÂ’m concerned itÂ’s free of charge

So tell me, whoÂ’s stopping you whatÂ’s on your way
Other peopleÂ’s wishes to obey
Is your purpose to make them feel okay
Now whoÂ’s to blame
IÂ’ll stand behind every word I say
And I donÂ’t really care if you see me fail
IÂ’ll make my own miracles
With bare hands I build my own paradise

This is my law, this is my system, this is my force,
my state, my mission
This is my way, this is my vision
And the voice inside my head says
Let the pressure
Let all the pressure out
Obey your pleasures
Follow your deepest pleasures
The things you treasure
Sacrifice the things you treasure
LifeÂ’s a creation I wanna look back..

My criteria for good life doesnÂ’t originate from materia
So if youÂ’re looking for someone to call naive
You can stop searching have a look at me
I say all we need is already here but what it means
Is for your own eyes to see
IÂ’m not intimidated by threats
IÂ’ll fight for the right to decide for myself

Cause if you need a scapegoat youÂ’re sure to find one
Rock the boat or you wonÂ’t get nothing done
Discard and start from scratch
Unafraid to leave or turn back
Been wrong as many times as IÂ’ve been right
IÂ’ve lost the faith but never gave up the fight
Consequences, schmonsequences
IÂ’ll bang my head on the wall till it crumbles

This is my law, this is my system,
this is my force, my state, my mission
This is my way, this is my vision
And the voice inside my head says
Let the pressure
Let all the pressure out
Obey your pleasures
Follow your deepest pleasures
The things you treasure
Sacrifice the things you treasure
LifeÂ’s a creation I wanna look back at it and feel proud!

Hey, I can breathe again!!!

I believe I can see the future
Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again, that might have been a dream

I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
I just do what IÂ’ve been told
I really donÂ’t want them to come around, oh no

Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same

I can feel their eyes are watching
In case I lose myself again
Sometimes I think IÂ’m happy here
(Sometimes)
Sometimes, yet I still pretend

I canÂ’t remember how this got started
Oh, but I can tell you exactly how it will end

Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same