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  1. Lyrics : ou can buy a house, but you can’t buy a home
    You can buy a clock, the time you cannot own
    You can buy a bed, but sleep won’t visit your mind
    You can buy a food, but appetite hard to find
    You can buy a house, but you can’t buy a home
    You can buy a clock, but time you cannot own
    You can buy a bed, but sleep won’t visit your mind
    You can buy food, but appetite hard to find
    We running circles, chasing numbers on the shiny screen
    Trading my peace for a piece of the American dream
    Now the ceiling’s higher, but the room feels cold
    Got a couple luxury toys, but I feel so old
    I sit in traffic in the trunk I always wanted to drive
    Looking at the pedestrians, wondering if they feel alive
    Cuz I bought the status, bought the heavy frame
    Thought if I spent enough, I finally win the game
    Now I’m staring at the receipts stacked up on the floor
    Realizing everything I bought just made me want more
    A closet full of threads, but I’m naked in my head
    Counting up the paper while I’m losing all my friends
    So I sit back down, take a breath, and look around
    Hoping all this static isn’t all that I have found
    You can buy a house, but you can’t buy a home
    You can buy a clock, but time you cannot own
    You can buy a bed, but sleep won’t visit your mind
    You can buy food, but appetite’s hard to find
    You can buy a house, but you can’t buy a home
    You can buy a clock, but time you cannot own
    You can buy a bed, but sleep won’t visit your mind
    You can buy food, but appetite hard to find

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