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So this is it, you're under the knife |
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You can feel the pressure rising with the tension |
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Your destiny is calling (Pick up, pick up) |
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But the markets overcrowded (Let's eat 'em up) |
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I've seen the dream (I've seen the dream) |
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In all their eyes |
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And in the back of thinned lines you're a dollar sign |
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Sign the dotted line |
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See your name in lights |
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I stand alone |
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Because no one can save you when you've sunk this low |
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We're ditching the grammar |
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We all need to find our own |
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Why does it seem that no one can save their own soul |
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We're of the glitz and the glamorous |
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So this is what it's going down to |
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You're pocket change in the pocket of a designer suit |
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You're a product of the scene |
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To be bought and sold |
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But money pays the bills |
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And your sales are low |
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I've seen your dreams (I've seen your dreams) |
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Trampled in the streets (Trampled in the streets) |
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And they're collecting in the gutters for the rats to eat |
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Another scripted team of the American dream |
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I stand alone |
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Because no one can save you when you've sunk this low |
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We're ditching the grammar |
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We all need to find our own |
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Why does it seem like no one can save their own soul |
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We're of the glitz and the glamorous |
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This is our call (This is our call) |
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This is our time (This is our time) |
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We have to shine |
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We're stronger now |
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Did you think that we could ever make it out |
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Don't you think that we could ever make it out |
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Don't you think that we could ever make it out |
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We're stronger now |
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Did you think that we could ever make it out |
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Did you think that we could make it out |
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Or we'd just sink back into the crowd |
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We're stronger now |
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Did you think that we could ever make it out |
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Did you think that we could make it out |
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Or we'd just sink back into the crowd |
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I stand alone |
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Because no one can save you when you've sunk this low |
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We're ditching the grammar |
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We all need to find our own |
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Why does it seem like no one can save their own soul |
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We're of the glitz and the glamorous |
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I stand alone |
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Because no one can save you when you've sunk this low |
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We're ditching the grammar |
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We all need to find our own |
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Why does it seem like no one can save their own soul |
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We're of the glitz and the glamorous |
