Go to college, get a job
never let them see you sob
Hide your feelings, live a lie
kiss all your childish dreams goodbye
Pray to God, worship money
laugh at jokes that are not funny
Buy a mansion, get five cars
don't wish upon the shooting stars
Pretend you're in love, try not to get hurt
ignore the lipstick stains you find on his shirt
Go to work, nine to five
act like you are still alive
Shut your eyes, close your mind
leave your hopes and dreams behind
Then late at night you can scream,
"Is this really the American dream?"
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