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(Verse 1)
In the hustle and bustle, lost in the grind,
Chasing dollars, leaving peace of mind behind.
Days blur to nights, caught in the race,
Corporate ladder climbing at a breakneck pace.
(Chorus)
But the stress weighs heavy, the burnout's near,
Caught in a cycle, drowning in fear.
So I pack my bags, bid farewell to the game,
Trade in the rat race for a different name.

(Verse 2)
The office walls closing, the cubicle cage,
Trading freedom for a monthly wage.
But there's more to life than the money chase,
More to find beyond this hectic space.
(Chorus)
As the stress weighs heavy, the burnout's near,
Caught in a cycle, drowning in fear.
So I pack my bags, bid farewell to the game,
Trade in the rat race for a different name.
(Bridge)
On the open road, with no map in sight,
Discovering freedom in the starry night.
No deadlines to meet, no emails to send,
Just the open sky, where dreams ascend.

(Verse 3)
Through mountains and valleys, I find my soul,
Reclaiming what's lost, making myself whole.
No longer chained to a desk or a screen,
In the vast expanse, I find my serene.

(Chorus)
Now the stress fades away, the burnout's gone,
In the journey of life, I found my song.
No more chasing money, no more corporate strife,
I've traded it in for a simpler life.

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