We lie in bed for days
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Empty bottles consuming empty space
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I¡¯m suffocating
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If I go to you by train
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it¡¯s forty-five blocks of seeing the same
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expressionless face
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Debris is falling from the burning sky
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Ashes from a once luminous life
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Burn a candle in the window so I know you¡¯re still alive
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Breathing but dead inside
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Let¡¯s help each other bake this bread
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There¡¯s nothing I¡¯d rather be doing instead
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I hear there¡¯s a full moon rising
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It¡¯s the same thing every night
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The gunshots sing and the people scream
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The harmonies of this city
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Well I¡¯m not happy either
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Let¡¯s tear this one down
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Rebuild on virgin ground
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A new life begins
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Flight
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| The Honor System |
