What You Own

What You Own - The Hit Co.

Don't breathe too deep, don't think all day

Dive into work, drive the other way

That drip of hurts, that pint of shame

Goes away, just play the game

You're living in America

At the end of the millennium

You're living in America

Leave your conscience at the tone

And when you're living in America

At the end of the millennium

You're what you own

The filmmaker cannot see

And the songwriter cannot hear

Yet I see Mimi everywhere

Angel's voice is in my ear

Just tighten those shoulders

Just clench your jaw till you frown

Just don't let go or you may drown

You're living in America

At the end of the millennium

You're living in America

Where it's like the Twilight Zone

And when you're living in America

At the end of the millennium

You're what you own

So I own not a notion

I escape and ape content

I don't own emotion, I rent

What was it about that night

What was it about that night

Connection in an isolating age

For once the shadows

For once the shadows gave way to light

For once I didn't disengage

Angel, I hear you, I hear it

I see it, I see it, my film

Mimi I see you, I see it

I hear it, I hear it, my song

Alexi, Mark

Call me a hypocrite

I need to finish my own film, I quit

One song glory, Mimi, your eyes

Dying in America

At the end of the millennium

We're dying in America

To come into our own

And when you're dying in America

At the end of the millennium

You're not alone

I'm not alone, I'm not alone