so you wanted your stronghold
you wanted your peace
you wanted exemption from longing
you wanted fine clothes
and a powerful engine
and most of all a sense of belonging
so you did what you did
and you were only a kid
but your actions rise up now
to haunt you
all those promises that you made
all you've taken in trade
you gave away
the best inside you
but what else could you do
the streets are so lonesome and
empty
the best inside you
but nobody blames you
you come from the land
of hope and plenty
mornings are lonesome
nights are cold neon
you own all you ever dreamed of
turn away from the past
and move on ever faster
a slave to the name of your freedom
you say you do what you can
but you are only one man
and right now you feel like less than nothing
all those promises that you made
all you've taken in trade
you gave away
the best inside you
but what else could you do
the streets are so lonesome and
empty
the best inside you
but nobody blames you
you come from the land
of hope and plenty
what you want is what you get
what you get ain't what you want
what you want is what you get
what you get ain't what you want
the best inside you
but what else could you do
the streets are so lonesome and
empty
the best inside you
but nobody blames you
you come from the land
of hope and plenty
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