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My America

My America was fun.
Met her in front of the mirror.
She was trying to look pretty
so her daddy would say something.
Something different than just laughing.
Something better than not looking.
Something sweeter than the screams
when they were making love with fighting.
 
And there inside my eyes,
I saw beyond my face.
I'd live another life.
I'd see a different fate.
 
And there between the lines
thought I could run away.
I wrapped up all my nights
and learned from my mistakes.
Still somehow I felt safe... safe, safe.
 
It was my time for revolution.
A good time for revolution.
A good place for revolution.
And there's no place like revolution.
A human kind of revo-, revo-.
A good time for revolution.
A good place for revolution.
And there's no place like revolution.
 
My America was big
so I could get lost in it.
And that America got darker
so no one could even find me.
My America was friendly
but it had no arms to save me.
My America got lonely
when I left my dreams behind me.
 
And there between the lines
started to dream away.
I wrapped up all my nights
and learned from my mistakes.
Still somehow I felt safe... safe, safe.
 
It was my time for revo-, for revo-.
A good time for revolution.
A good place for revolution.
And there's no place like revolution.
A human kind of revo-, revo-.
A good time for revolution.
A good place for revolution.
And there's no place like revolution.
A human kind of revo-, revo-.
 
My own kind, my own kind my.
My own kind, my own kind my.
My own kind, my own kind my.
My own kind, my own kind my.
 
My America was gold
way before it was called golden.
Boys and girls were wearing stones
and my favourite one was turquoise.
 
A perfect yellow light
shooting through my window curtains.
Didn't need that DOP.
My film had to be my whole life.
My film had to be my life... life, life.
 
This was my time for revo, for revo.
A good time for revolution.
A good place for revolution.
And there's no place like revolution.
A human kind of revo-, revo-.
A good time for revolution.
A good place for revolution.
And there's no place like revolution.
A human kind of revo-, revo-.
 
My own kind, my own kind my.
My own kind, my own kind my.
My own kind, my own kind my.
My own kind, my own kind my.
 

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