This place is a prison and these people aren't your friends
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Inhaling thrills through twenty dollar bills and the
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Tumblers are drained and then flooded again and again
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There are guards at the on ramps armed to the teeth
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And you may case the grounds from the
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Cascades to Puget Sound, but you are not
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Permitted to leave
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I know there's a big world out there like the
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One I saw on the screen
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In my living room late last night,
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It was almost too bright to see
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And I know that it's not a party if it happens every night
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Pretending there's glamor and candelabra
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When you're drinking by candlelight
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What does it take to get a drink in this place?
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What does it take, how long must I wait?
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