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I wake up early get home too latemy 9 to 5 goes to 7 these daysI just do it to surviveI feed my wallet try to feed my soulI don't get bent out of shape when I'm not in controlbut sometimes I wanna scream
so I picture myself in a cabin near mountain streamit's my monday morning daydream
it's out in the woods it's under the stars there's a red rocking chair with one broken arm I'm looking out on 20 acres of a perfect peaceful dream my troubles are gone they've all disappeared in an old mason jar full of homemade beer a better place you'll never find I'm in a back porch state of mind
sometimes I feel like the only one whoknows how things work and how work gets donebut my paycheck looks the same
I've got a good life and I hate to complainbut I'm stuck in a rut of my day after dayand I feel it's time for a change
I found a beat up shack in the middle of nowhere I know it's all that I needjust a 3 hour drive out of town but it's a world away for me
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