| Working my days and drinking my nights away
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| I got a million dollar view overlooking my neighbor’s pain
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| But that don’t phase me, no
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| 'Cos something real good’s on my TVO today
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| But if that’s all I need, then why does it seem like
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| It’s a sad, sad illusion of happy
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| As we’re paying our way to misery
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| It’s a sad, sad illusion of happy
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| And we’re fools, fools for calling it living free
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| Living free, living free
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| Now I’m drinking my days and crying my nights away
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| I got about a million contacts in my iPhone and no unread message today
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| But that don’t phase me, no
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| 'Cos I got a thing with a dot com girl
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| And for a dollar a minute we can talk about love
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| She says she’ll marry me some day, some day
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| It’s a sad, sad illusion of happy
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| As we’re paying our way to misery
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| It’s a sad, sad illusion of happy
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| And we’re fools, fools for calling it living free
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| Living free, yeah
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| These are the days of the liberation
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| These are the days of the soul salvation
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| These are the days of the liberation
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| The liberation, yeah!
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| It’s a sad, sad illusion of happy
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| As we’re paying our way to misery
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| It’s a sad, sad illusion of happy
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| And we’re fools, fools for calling it living free
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| Living free, yeah
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| It’s a sad, sad illusion of happy
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| As we’re paying our way to misery
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| Oh it’s a sad, sad illusion of happy
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| And we’re fools, fools for calling it living free
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| Living free, yeah!
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| Living free
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| It’s a sad, it’s a sad
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| These are the days of the liberation |