| Are you still waking in a panic
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| Are you sleeping in a ball
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| Are you still eating dinner in your car
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| Can’t waste precious working hours
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| And the phone keeps ringing like a church on judgment day
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| You say it drives you crazy
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| Wouldn’t have it any other way
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| What are you running after these days
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| Who are you leaving home alone
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| What are you running after these days
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| You any closer to the spotlight
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| Now that I’m gone
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| Are you still living life distracted
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| From all the things you need to do
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| That promise you fame and power from the masses
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| All the things love can’t get you
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| And the jobs keep coming like Cuban refugees
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| And the crowd is loving
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| Your success at any price disease
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| What are you running after these days
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| Who are you leaving home alone
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| I hope that she’s strong
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| What are you running after these days
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| You any closer to the spotlight
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| Now that I’m gone
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| Going around on your hamster wheel
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| Hoping to fill your hole with gold
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| And the sound of wild applause
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| What are you running after these days
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| Who are you leaving home alone
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| I hope that she’s strong
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| What are you running after these days
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| You any closer to the spotlight
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| Now that I’m gone |