I must have tried it a hundred times
Shut my eyes so I wouldn't think
I know I've turned into something new
Like a giant harmful insect
Which made me feel quite sad
Seing things I've never dreamt
I have not enough courage to face this
How about if I sleep?
Oh god, oh god
What a strenuous career
It is that I've chosen
Traveling all day and all night
Makes you lose your own identity
Never thought how much I wanted to
Leave everything and walk away
Feels like I'm going mad
The curse of traveling
I force myself to get along with these
Shallow people everyday
They can all go to hell
Go to hell
I must have tried it a hundred times
Oh god, oh god
What a strenuous career
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