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    Keep everything from leaking
    You're pushing up against every ceiling
    They're watching over you, seeking reasons to punish
    Stopping you from delivering
    Sisyphus pushing boulders
    The world is crushing, the weight is resting upon your shoulders
    No escaping, your back is aching
    Your knees are buckling, bones are breaking
    Watching people go by and wondering why you can't get ahead
    It's maddening by design that you'll die a nobody
    Moving rocks 'til you find a way to get out of cycles of brutal poverty
    Chipping over and over, whittling down your sanity
    Losing everything, what a waste of your dead humanity

    Just pretеnd you're happy or you'll fall apart
    Up the hill, again, again, restart, rеstart
    Just pretend you're happy or you'll fall apart
    Broken hands hold up the dreams of broken hearts

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    Ears are ringing
    Are those angels singing?
    Feel your fingers stinging
    And you're grimacing so hard
    Like you're grinning with deep scars
    As you're losing your last grip
    Now you're slipping, you're lacking, thought you were winning
    Slacked for a moment, back to beginning
    Lost it all when you stop at all
    When you hit a wall if you try to stall
    And they're waiting for you to throw it away
    On something you want to fill up the hole they dug for you
    There's no love for you
    There's no God helping from above for you
    There's another day working, 'nother day hurting
    'Nother day closer to the day that it smothers you

    Just pretend you're happy or you'll fall apart
    Up the hill, again, again, restart, restart
    Just pretend you're happy or you'll fall apart
    Broken hands hold up the dreams of broken hearts

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    Composición: Yoav Shalom Landau y The Living Tombstone

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