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Fluorescent lights engage
Blackbirds frying on a wire
Same birds that followed me to school
When I was young
Were they trying to tell me something
Were they telling me to run
The hammer clicks in place
The world's gonna pay
Right down in the face of God and his saints
Claim your soul's not for sale
I'm a dying breed who still believes
Haunted by American dreams
Haunted by American dreams
Blackbirds frying on a wire
Same birds that followed me to school
When I was young
Were they trying to tell me something
Were they telling me to run
The hammer clicks in place
The world's gonna pay
Right down in the face of God and his saints
Claim your soul's not for sale
I'm a dying breed who still believes
Haunted by American dreams
Haunted by American dreams
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This song is underappreciated perfection.