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I am the most unhappy man, |
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I have unwittingly ruined my country. |
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A great industrial nation is now destroyed by its system of credit. |
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We're slowly shattering, silhouettes of a glass society. |
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From the depths of you shed, the diamond. |
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From Wilshire to Grand Central, buildings will crumble, crumble, structures to piles. |
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You tell me this jury, is this dollar loaned to me. |
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Labeled the catalyst, the X amount, and it is recycled back to me, recycled back to me. |
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Live for this vivid vision. A vision I see, |
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A vision for you. x2 |
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From my window I could see exploding lights underneath the veil over the speedway. |
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Guilt for this I punctured the night sky distilled, pulling the clouds, |
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I see you in a million different stars, now you are finally found. |
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I wrote all night long. |
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We always did exactly what we were told, |
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They never wanted us to know. |
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I wrote all night long, |
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A vision of a place that we call home. |
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About a lifetime that we once knew, |
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They never wanted us to know. |
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The age of innocence, |
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A vision of a place that we call home. |
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The story of the oversaw, oversaw. |
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Your loyalty means nothing to me. |
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Expect to be stopped, not to be fucked. |
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We try to break the boundaries. |
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My mind is numb, entire cities washed away. |
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This microchip, a new prediction to a contrary, oh! |