What if I said I couldn't do it anymore.
What if I'm lying here, head full of doubts.
What if I can't see what my work is for.
Then would you crack the Jar open and let me out?
What if I told you I can do it for sure.
What if I wanna stand up and shout.
What if I knew what my work was for.
Then would you crack the Jar open?
No, cause you know it's not allowed.
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