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Jam The - Away From The Numbers AWAY FROM THE NUMBERS - Paul Weller Things are getting just a bit too cosy for me; I see people how they see me Gonna break away and gain control You free your mind, you free your soul I was the type who knocked at old men; Who together at tables sit and drink beer; Then I saw that I was really the same, So this link's breaking away from the chain. Away from the numbers - away from the numbers Is where I'm gonna be - Away from the numbers - is where I am free And I'm sick and tired of my little niche, Gonna break away and find what life is And all those fools I thought were my friends They now stare at me and don't see a thing; Till their life is over and they start to moan How they never had the chance to make good |
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