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What Makes You A Slave
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I can't remember the last time that I felt good
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For more than a week
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I mean, really good
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For more than a month
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Makes you wanna feel
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Makes you wanna cry
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Makes you wanna tear the stars from the sky
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And you're halfway there, but you're halfway down
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And you just can't get your ass out of town
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And you can't back up 'cause you're against the wall
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And it's the same goddamn thing I told you
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Baby, it's all right Sometimes a dream is what makes you a slave
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Baby, it's all right
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And I think that's what's happened to me
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'Cause I'm walking almost everyday blind
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And I'm searching through my past
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Makes you wanna feel
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Makes you wanna cry
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Makes you wanna tear the stars from the sky
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And you're halfway there, but you're halfway down
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And you just can't get your ass out of town
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And you can't back up 'cause you're against the wall
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And it's the same goddamn thing I told you
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Baby, it's all right
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Sometimes a dream is what makes you a slave
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Baby, it's all right
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Look around
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Do you see anyone for themselves, like you see yourself?
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So why do you still feel so all alone?
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Bubblegum, bubblegum in a dish
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Bubblegum, bubblegum in a dish
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How many pieces do you wish?
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Bubblegum, bubblegum in a dish
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How many pieces do you wish?
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My mother told me to pick the very best one
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And you are it
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What Makes You A Slave
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| Liz Phair |
