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Everyone thinks it's fine |
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Making cash, coasting time |
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Everyone thinks it's fair |
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To be almost free, to be almost there |
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But not really aware, oh yeah |
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Anyone can cry |
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So wipe away the phony tears in your eyes |
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Don't come 'round here expecting votes |
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See who charts the course on a sinking boat |
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And whatever you give |
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Listen, you give to give |
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But humanity's so weak if it can it will give |
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The love of the loved |
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Oh, the love of the loved |
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The love of the loved |
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The love of the loved |
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The loved, the loved, the loved, the |
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There's a man down there |
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And it should be clear |
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I thought we knew |
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And believed in it too |
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And anyone can see why |
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So wipe away the phony tears you cry |
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Don't come 'round here expecting votes |
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See who charts the course on a sinking boat |
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Oh, whatever you give |
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Listen, you give to give |
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But humanity's so weak if it can it will give |
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The loved of the loved |
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Oh, the love of the loved |
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The love of the loved |
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The love of the loved |
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The loved, the loved, the loved, the |
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The love of the loved |
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Oh, the love of the loved |
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The loved, the loved, the loved, the |
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Sunlight, blue sky |
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Too blue, too short |