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It's what you are. |
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Not who you are. |
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You'll toast your dissolution, |
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For it's what you represent. |
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They will sympathize, form grand illusions- |
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But flee with your descent. |
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Though this road must lead to ruin... |
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Yeah, they'll get you in the end... |
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Just keep on with what you're doing. |
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When the wind blows, you must bend. |
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Keep those steely eyes fixed forward... |
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Those hands locked on the wheel... |
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To hell with dignity, those grand illusions! |
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No one cares just how you feel... |
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Be decisive and acknowledge |
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This is one dirty fight! |
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Who knows...maybe...maybe... |
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You can hang on for a while! |
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Just the way I feel today... |
