| Do what you can to stay alive,
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| On the corner of my bed feeling bad, bad.
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| I feel cheap, I feel used,
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| Over-stimulated and abused.
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| Your neighbors are on starvation diets,
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| Frustration stone-faced and quiet.
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| Are we dead leaves, that would fall in a strong wind?
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| Just dead leaves, that would fall in a strong wind.
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| The face on the billboard, is just another
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| Mad man, who spits and stutters
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| Your neighbors are on starvation diets,
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| Frustration stone-faced and quiet.
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| I want solid ground to stand and fight on, solid ground,
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| But I look out and I see, see the future, fading away, from me.
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| The indifference to your life,
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| Is reflected in the eyes of the passerby.
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| I want solid ground to stand and fight on, solid ground,
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| But I look out and I see, see the future, fading away, from me
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| I have letters from an absent future, and I can’t reply. |