I feel like a clogged sink
Where people pour all their used ink
Red, purple, green and yellow
Hoping I can make a rainbow
I feel like a paper pillar
Where heavy weights are on my shoulder
Lift now, do not falter
Or you will be fed to the shredder
*I want to be free
Why won't you let me
I'm stuck in the middle
With things I want to say
With things that I can't say
I want to blast music so loud
That I can't hear myself shout
I want to leave here
Go far without fear
No more a clogged sink
No more of used ink
Escape from this boring stream
Go swim in the sea of dreams
Hear the song
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