Here is the path I'm shown
  Step by step was not my choice
  One more year to go
  So this map has been cut short
  What's in this job that I've been learning?
  Who's satisfied?
  What happens when my cliff has come, should I jump or hold
  To a safe place at that time?
  Thoughts I can't control
  Push all plans I've had aside
  With one more year to go
  A chance to change I'll never know
  Which is the way that I will step into some life
  Trying to stand straight, trying to conform
  To the first person in my line
    This is the way we operate
  Life made easy
  Look towards no identity
  (Slip into the crowd)
  (Because it's easy)
  (No one will miss me)