| We are the ghosts of the midway, the beasts of the alley
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| We are the living dead, living in your nightmares
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| Scraping ourselves from the earth
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| Living as though we are dirt
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| Staring like you’ve seen a ghost
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| The lowest of the low with nowhere to go
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| Back from the dead, now we’re groveling at your feet
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| Handcuffed for lying our heads as we’re withering in the streets
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| Back from the dead, now we’re groveling at your feet
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| Handcuffed for lying our heads as we’re withering in the streets
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| Fighting for your attention, begging for your generosity
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| Looking up just to see you turn your cheek on me
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| You walk on by like I’m invisible (Invisible)
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| All I want is to be seen as an equal
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| We fought your battles, and we built your homes
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| Sorry if I disturbed you
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| I just wish we could live like you do
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| Even in our most beautiful days it’s dark
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| Just look at the world around you
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| There’s a consequence for what we do
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| Pass judgment on me as you walk
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| Picture perfect ain’t my obsession
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| You can’t sum up my life from a first impression
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| Learn your lesson
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| Act like you know me, but do you even know yourself?
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| When you got nothin', you got nothin' to lose
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| Act like you know me, but do you even know yourself?
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| When you got nothin', you got nothin' to lose
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| I may have no one else to blame, but listen to me
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| You and I, we were once the same
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| I may have no one else to blame, but listen to me
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| You and I, we were once the same
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| I may have no one else to blame, but listen to me
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| You and I, we were once the same
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| I may have no one else to blame, but listen to me
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| You and I, we were once the same |