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Do you ever feel yourself blinded by the neon lights, |
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Hanging on, only to hang on? |
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You shuffle day to day to be lost up in the fray |
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And you're only saving grace is barely saving face. |
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Time goes by and I wonder will we make a stand? |
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All we want is to make it out alive, |
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Keep our feet in marching time. |
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This is all that we know. |
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And all you want is to meet life's expectations. |
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It's all you want and it's all you'll ever know. |
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Don't fall asleep to that lullaby they sing. |
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You hum along intently. |
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This used to be ours |
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(This used to be ours) |
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And it can be that great again. |
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We're just mannequins and models |
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For the next big thing that they will push on you. |
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Time goes by and I wonder will we make a stand? |
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All we want is to make it out alive, |
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Keep our feet in marching time. |
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This is all that we know. |
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And all you want is to meet life's expectations. |
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It's all you want and it's all you'll ever know. |
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Can we make it through this life unscarred? |
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Do we even want to? |
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Do we even have a choice? |
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Did you get what I meant when I said, |
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"We are the Living Dead?" |
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Maybe the ego is all mine. |
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I pray it's not all the time. |
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All we want is to make it out alive. |
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All we want is to make it out alive, |
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Keep our feet in marching time. |
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This is all that we know. |
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And all you want is to meet life's expectations. |
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It's all you want and it's all you'll ever know. |
