| Don’t breathe too deep
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| Don’t think all day
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| Dive into work
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| Drive the other way
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| That drip of hurt
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| That pint of shame
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| Goes away
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| Just play the game
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| You’re living in America
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| At the end of the millenium
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| You’re living in America
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| Leave your conscience at the tone
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| And when you’re living in America
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| At the end of the millenium
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| You’re what you own
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| The filmmaker cannot see
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| And the songwriter cannot hear
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| Yet I see Mimi everywhere
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| Angel’s voice is in my ear
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| Just tighten those shoulders
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| Just clench your jaw til you frown
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| Just don’t let go Or you may drown
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| You’re living in America
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| At the end of the millenium
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| You’re living in America
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| Where it’s like the twilight zone
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| And when you’re living in America
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| At the end of the millenium
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| You’re what you own
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| So I own not a notion
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| I escape an ape content
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| I don’t own emotion- I rent
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| What was it about that night
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| What was it about that night
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| Connection- In an isolating age
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| For once the shadows gave way to light
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| For once the shadows gave way to light
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| For once I didn’t disengage
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| Angel- I hear you- I hear it I see it- I see it My song!
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| Alexi- Mark One song-glory
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| Call me a hypocrite Mimi
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| I need to finish my Own film Your Eyes
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| I quit!
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| Dying in America
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| At the end of the millenium
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| We’re dying in America
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| To come into our own
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| And when you’re dying in America
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| At the end of the millenium
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| You’re not alone
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| I’m not alone
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| I’m not alone |