| So this is it, you’re under the knife
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| You can feel the pressure rising with attention
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| Your destiny is calling
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| (Pick up, pick up)
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| But the markets overcrowded
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| (Let's eat it up)
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| I’ve seen the dream
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| (I've seen the dream)
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| In open eyes
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| (In open eyes)
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| And in the back of their mind you’re a dollar sign
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| I saw the dotted line
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| I see your name in lights
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| I stand alone
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| Because no one can save you when you’ve sunk this low
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| We’re ditching the grammar
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| We all need to find our own
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| Why does it seems like no one can save their own soul
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| We’re of the glitz and the glamorous
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| So this is what it’s going to do
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| Your pocket change in the pocket of a designer suit
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| You’re a product of the city
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| To be bought and sold
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| Where the money pays the bills
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| And your sales are low
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| I’ve seen your dreams
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| (I've seen your dreams)
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| Trampled in the streets
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| (Trampled in the streets)
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| And they’re collecting in the gutters for the rats to eat
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| Another stringent team of the American dream
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| I stand alone
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| Because no one can save you when you’ve sunk this low
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| We’re ditching the grammar
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| We all need to find our own
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| Why does it seems like no one can save their own soul
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| We’re of the glitz and the glamorous
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| This is our call
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| (This is our call)
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| This is our time
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| (This is our time)
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| We have to shine
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| We’re stronger now
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| Did you think that we could ever make it out
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| Did you think that we could ever make it out
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| Did you think that we could ever make it out
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| We’re stronger now
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| Did you think that we could ever make it out
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| Did you think that we could make it out
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| Or we’d just sink back into the crowd
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| I stand alone
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| Because no one can save you when you’ve sunk this low
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| We’re ditching the grammar
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| We all need to find our own
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| Why does it seem like no one can save their own soul
 | 
| We’re of the glitz and the glamorous
 | 
| I stand alone
 | 
| Because no one can save you when you’ve sunk this low
 | 
| We’re ditching the grammar
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| We all need to find our own
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| Why does it seem like no one can save their own soul
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| We’re of the glitz and the glamorous |