| His mind is, lost in yesterday
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| He’s standing, beneath a street light in L.A.
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| It doesn’t matter, that I’ve lost everything
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| I’ve done my best to give it all away
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| I followed my American Dream
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| To a life of depression and poverty
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| A story that many of you don’t know
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| I went from an American kid to a bum on the street in your neighborhood.
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| There are things about me that you don’t know
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| I came from, small town U.S.A.
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| I’ve had my share, of failures along the way
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| Although I know success is a measure in your mind
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| You look at me now as I’m begging for a dime
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| You feel you have the right to judge me
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| I followed my American Dream
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| To a life of depression and poverty
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| A story that many of you don’t know
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| I went from an American kid to a bum on the street in your neighborhood
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| There are things about me that you don’t know
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| This is my story don’t you see this could be every man?
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| All from some choices made not long ago
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| This is my story don’t you see this could be any man?
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| Why we make choices no one else does
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| I followed my American Dream
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| I followed my American Dream
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| I followed my American Dream
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| I followed my American Dream
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| To a life of depression and poverty
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| A story that many of you don’t know
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| I went from an American kid to a bum on the street in your neighborhood.
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| There are things about me that you don’t know |