Walk the edge of America
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A concrete beach to scrape my hand
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Inside the subway stinking fear and shame
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Becomes the violent breath
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Vigilantes out on dawn patrol
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But now there's nothing left to hide
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I'm just a number on the metal fence
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Which marks the great divide
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Hey boy
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Give your dreams a rest
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If you're tired of searching
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This is where it ends
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There's nothing left to lose
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Nothing to protest
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Learn to love your anger now
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Anger here is all you possess
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Welcome to the age
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Below the towers of the citadel
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Seems someone overlooked the cost
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Forgotten soldier of paradise
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Now paradise is lost
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Recognition never realized
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Salvation lost among the crowd
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So tell me beside this sterile sea
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Where is your nation now?
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And we say
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Hey boy
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Give your dreams a rest
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If you're tired of searching
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This is where it ends
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There's nothing left to lose
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Nothing to protest
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Learn to love your anger now
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Anger here is all you possess
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Welcome to the edge
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The Edge Of America
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Duran Duran |