| Look at the dead outside my window
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| Wonder what’s on their mind
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| Why do they run?
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| They all seem to have a mission
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| But then they cry themselves to sleep
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| You’ll receive what you give
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| And this is like nothing
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| Oh I feel like shit
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| But at least I feel something
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| This is all you’re meant to be
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| Their marks in the pavement
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| You’ve walked this route too many times
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| What if I change the signs?
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| Would you even take notice?
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| You’ll receive what you give
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| And this is like nothing
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| I feel like shit
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| But at least I feel something
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| Is this all you have to give?
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| Go, march
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| Straight jacket union
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| Go, march
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| In chains, surrender
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| You’ll receive what you give
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| And this is like nothing
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| Oh I feel like shit
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| But at least I feel something
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| You’ll receive what you give
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| And this is like nothing
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| I feel like shit
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| But at least I feel something |