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Isn't it strange that a gift could be an enemy? |
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Isn't it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore? |
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Maybe it's me but this line isn't going anywhere |
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Maybe if we looked hard enough, we could find a back door |
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Find yourself a back door |
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I see you in line, dragging your feet |
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You have my sympathy |
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The day you were born, you were born free |
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That is your privilege |
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Isn't it strange that the man standing in front of me? |
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Doesn't have a clue why he's waiting, or what he's waiting for? |
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Maybe it's me but |
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I'm sick of wasting energy |
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Maybe if I look in my heart |
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I could find a back door |
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Find yourself a back door |
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I see you in line, dragging your feet |
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You have my sympathy |
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The day you were born, you were born free |
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That is your privilege |
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Find yourself a back door |
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I see you in line, dragging your feet |
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You have my sympathy |
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The day you were born, you were born free |
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That is your privilege |
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I see you in line, dragging your feet |
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You have my sympathy |
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The day you were born, you were born free |
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That is your, that is your privilege |
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That is your, that is your, that is your |
