These four walls and late nights brooding
Never changing, never moving
It seems, it seems momentum's at a crawlThe ants are in the kitchen
The mice are in the walls
This noise in my head
Could make this building fall, yeahI've got to get out of here
And I gotta get out, now, before I crackMac and cheese and minute rice
And instant pleasure's always nice
It seems, it seems
Real things take much too longAnd I say now's the time to take a stand
And sit back down, hasty young man
Did you really think the world and all that it's offered
Could have done you so much wrong? Oh, yeahI've got to get out of here
And I gotta get out, now, before I crackSouth East, 101 forever
South East, 101 till I die
South East, 101 forever
South East, 101 till I dieI've got to get out of here
And I gotta get out, now, before I go
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