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Texty: Dredg. Chuckles And Mr. Squeezy. Kalathat.


He lived the life, never offended, he played by the rules
Struck the right chords, he was never out of tune
Sacrificed every second for his kids and wife
Thought to himself, "If I only had more time..."

He said, "It's a problem that I'll solve!
It's a problem to resolve, someday"

Commuted daily to his high-tech job
Waited in line patiently with the rest of the mob
Now, a taste of success can forever jade
When the pink slip arrived, he had finally lost his way

He said, "It's a problem that I'll solve!
It's a problem to resolve, someday"

He abandoned his family, he's by himself
There's nothing left now
No substance, no wealth

His whole life was work and business
He could hardly see
The story of a jaded man
He'll never know what could've been
It's all too common these days
It's all too common these days
It's all too common these days

It's a problem that he saw
It's a problem he resolved
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