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The sun don't set in Gettysville |
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The place that I call home, |
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A thousand people walk these streets |
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But we're still all alone, |
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This city's isolation |
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Like the drug that paves the roads. |
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Take the subway uptown |
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To my mother's place. |
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She's got a thousand friends |
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But all they know of her's, her face, |
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All alone inside her head |
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Her thoughts begin to race. |
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Live it up |
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Live it up they say |
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Live it up |
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No time to waste your life away. |
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Next door to me the ceiling leaks |
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The cracks stretch across the walls, |
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Like skeletons of dreams deceased |
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Too brittle to evolve, |
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He lies beneath his plastic sheets |
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Bitter and blind to all, |
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Shadows beneath his sunken eyes |
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Now taint all that he sees, |
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Like burned and blackened photographs |
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Life's easier a dream, |
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He settles for a cheap escape |
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Forgets all he believes. |
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Live it up |
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Live it up they say |
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Live it up |
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Things havn't always been this way. |
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I watched my whole world crumble |
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As I dried my mother's tears, |
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And learned to never stumble |
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As I calmed my father's fears, |
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They say I've seen a lot |
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They say I'm wise beyond my years, |
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Though my castle may have crumbled |
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I won't face the world alone, |
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The youth has seen the rubble |
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And we're ready for the load, |
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As the city burns |
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My generation's shouting in the roads. |
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Live it up |
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Live it up they say |
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Live it up |
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Things havn't always been this way |
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Live it up |
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We better turn this boat around |
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If we keep on following the goals |
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Someday we are gonna run aground |
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Live it up |
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Live it up we say |
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Live it up |
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Because now its in our hands to make change |