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Common weather comes with a name |
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And our knees our hands got the shakes |
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Cause when our backs about to break |
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We won't howl out or cry |
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We know we feel we try |
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In the middle of an everlasting fight |
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Chorus: |
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Every night we all go to a house we'll never own. |
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Every night we are tired, |
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We've been worked to the bone. |
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But nearly everyday we earn a lower wage, |
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Does it tell you what we're made of, |
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Or are we just what we're paid? |
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It's a hard country we made. |
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Here we are, far beyond our means |
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Learnin how to trade love for things |
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Theres a debt we cant pay |
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What kind of life's lived this way. |
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See our hands they praise |
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Telling us we are to pray |
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Nearly every day it was a darker kind of way |
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The color we all knewthis world |
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The deepest shade of gray |
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Chorus: |
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Every night we all go to a house we'll never own. |
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Every night we are tired, |
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We've been worked to the bone. |
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But nearly everyday we earn a lower wage, |
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Does it tell you what we're made of, |
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Or are we just what we're paid? |
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It's a hard country we made. |
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We won't howl out or cry |
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We know we feel that we try |
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What kind of life's lived this way? |
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See our hands they praise |
