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Toy Soldier
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my imagination I walk in the same line, day in and day out
To make things worse, I'm the same as the "average Joe" next to me
I'm just a wind-up toy soldier
We all are, just simple toys, society's playthings
Few are independent soldier, but most of us are just photo copies
We have our set schedule, responsibilities, and worries
The same every day, changable like like legos
Same old, same old, old habits, thoughts, and dreams
Wound up by stress till we up and break
That's a toy's life, played with till broken or forgotten
Some get repaired, and others are too broken to fix
But we all end up broken, so let's march till we fall apart
