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You seem to want it just like it was in the beginning |
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You want me without the ambition, just like before |
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But oh no that's not the idea |
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That's not the way I see it at all |
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Now you ask me, "Can't you relax for a minute?" |
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But I have far better things to do |
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Listening to the silence for all the answers |
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Travelling the world, trying hard not to touch the ground |
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And it's so appealing, this mind over matter |
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Somebody save me from myself |
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The truth won't hurt a bit |
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Time's running out and I've no time for anyone |
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Don't give me that look, I know what's best for me |
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The truth won't hurt a bit |
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The truth won't hurt a bit |
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It's so appealing, this mind over matter |
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Somebody save me, from myself. |
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The truth won't hurt a bit |
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Truth won't hurt a bit |
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Truth won't hurt a bit |
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Truth won't hurt a bit |
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Truth won't hurt a bit |
