Think about it

I've yet to fall yet
but I lost my balance
Going as far as I can get
Always being challenged

What if I stop
What if what I worked for
was completely forgot
I know I could do more

Where's the alchemist
where are his signs
I want to leave and misfit
hope he'll come in time

Searching for treasure
Speak not of Gold
simply the answer
that remains unknown

I'll leave institution
free from surveillance
My own revolution

Sweet escape
sweet life
bad faith
white lies

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