The Complex - featuring Peter Moore

I work on the highest floor There’s nothing in my way But I saw my picture on the bathroom door today I don’t feel like working anymore, is that okay? I’m so far in, I can’t get out So far in, I can’t get out So far in, I can’t get out I made it to the highest floor By working every day But I can’t remember anymore what it was like to play If I could only find the exit door, I’d run away I’m so far in, I can’t get out So far in, I can’t get out So far in, I can’t get out Can’t get out Get out Gotta get up, gotta get up, gotta get up and go Gotta get up, gotta get up, gotta get up and go Gotta get up, gotta get up, gotta get up and go Gotta get up, gotta get up, gotta get up and go