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There's a fork in the road in front of me, |
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At the crossroads of identity. |
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The Devil is standing to the left. |
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He says "Either way, they both lead to death." |
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And the high road's steady and steep, |
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And the low road's easy and deep. |
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Guess I'll follow, follow, follow my feet. |
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Guess I'll follow, follow, follow my feet. |
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I've a friend who lies and steals and cheats. |
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Always taking more than he can eat. |
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He says "To get what I want, I would probably kill. |
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If I don't take it, somebody else will." |
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And the high road's steady and steep, |
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And the low road's easy and deep. |
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Guess I'll follow, follow, follow my feet. |
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Guess I'll follow, follow, follow my feet. |
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There is no time, |
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falling behind, |
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Plant harmony, |
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or burn the tree. |
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I have a friend who loves humanity, |
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Braves bullets in war-torn countries. |
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He traded a life of wealth to help the poor and ill. |
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He says "If I don't do it, nobody will." |
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And the high road's steady and steep, |
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And the low road's easy and deep. |
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Guess I'll follow, follow, follow my feet. |
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Guess I'll follow, follow, follow my feet. |
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I don't know where, |
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I don't know where, |
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Where my path will lead, but I'll follow my feet and |
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hopefully they'll keep me on the ground and I'll be walking to the sound |
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Follow, follow, follow my feet. |
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Follow, follow, follow your feet. |
