On Your Way out of Here

People pleasing people, who are you partial to.
 It抯 the same old people, pulling the wool over you
 Their eyes can see all the darkness others only stir.
 The medicine that you need is the only cure.
 And it抯 fighting you day to day, you got to get out.
 Your passion will guide you, it抯 your ticket to...
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 On your way out of here, bring your soul with you.
 On you way out of here, wish one thing new
 You抣l be a pilgrim in search of nothing at all.
 On your way out of here, inside your walls.
 You're under the scope just to seek out, the truth belongs to you
 Come out, come out all you children, to see this one through.
 Their souls will sense all the madness, but sense is often wrong
 Smiling down at the soaked up ground, waiting for so long
 To push the day down under, you better look out.
 Hide beneath the shadows, escape the doubt.
 Papa said don抰 you preach it, if it seems new to you.
 You抮e riding around with you car top down, folks taking shots at you.
 They抮e not shooting to hurt you, just to test your vision.
 They抣l pout you back on empty, at the filling station.
 Kindly setting you up for a no-win situation.
 Put your hands on the table and wave goodbye.