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I went searching for the truth |
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But in my innocence I found |
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All the con men and their acrobats |
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Who stomped me in the ground |
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If I count up their percentages |
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I know they're getting rich |
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But they haven't taken everything |
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Those paybacks are a bitch |
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Though I've lost quite a lot |
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I am still in control |
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They can keep what they've got |
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But they can't have my soul |
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And if I don't have this all worked out |
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Still I'm getting closer, getting closer |
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I still have far to go no doubt |
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But I'm getting closer, getting closer |
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What was ripped off by professionals |
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Is not all that it seems |
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While I must live up to contracts |
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I did not give up my dreams |
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If I see it as experience |
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It hasn't gone to waste |
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Lately all the missing pieces |
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Have been falling into place |
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And if I could go back and start over somehow |
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I would not change that much |
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Knowing what I know now |
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Thought there have been sins |
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I will regret |
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Still I'm getting close, getting closer |
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I don't have all the answers yet |
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But I'm getting closer, getting closer |
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I'm a mark for every shyster |
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From Topanga to Berlin |
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And I should have learned to kick them out |
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As soon as they crawled in |
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So to every bank in Switzerland |
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That stores my stolen youth |
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I'm all right because despite the laws |
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You cannot hide the truth |
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And although you will say |
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I am still too naive |
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But I have not lost faith |
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In the things I believe |
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And if I don't have a this all worked out |
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Still I'm getting closer, getting closer |
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I still have far to go no doubt |
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But I'm still getting closer, getting closer |
