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You can feel the bodies aching |
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You can feel the spirit waisting |
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But it's someone else's children |
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And it's someone else's problem in the end |
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You just go about your business |
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You've got bigger fish frying |
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Someday you might be a witness |
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Someday you may wake up crying like i cry |
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What's the problem? |
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There's no problem in your own little world |
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What's the bother? |
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Can't be bothered |
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'til your own little world goes to hell, |
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Then you can tell |
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We are all in this together |
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We are all in this together |
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We got to pull together |
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And we can't worry who's sorry now |
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Who's sorry now, |
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Now that everything is clear |
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Who's sorry now, |
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Sorrow unspoken here |
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Please take a bow |
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You got so many distractions |
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You got old friends to satisfy |
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You're afraid of the reaction |
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If the others should find out, you'd falsify |
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Maybe this could never happen |
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Maybe god is on your side |
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Tell yourself what i tell myself |
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That it's justice when somebody else must die |
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It's a hard life |
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Such a hard life, it's a hard little world |
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Some are winners, some are losers |
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Here in our little world |
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But you'd sell out, beg, borrow, steal, |
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Move mountains, if it was your own |
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It was your own |
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When it's your own pretty baby |
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There's no method in the madness |
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We all can't escape the sadness |
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Don't surround your heart with hardness |
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You may someday need someone to sympathize |
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Before you're crushed by your own selfishness |
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You must confess |
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Are you feeling sorry? |
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Sorrow spoken here |
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Who's sorry now |