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I used to look to the yes man |
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To justify my plans |
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I thanked him when he lied to me |
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I gladly shook his hand |
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Now it's plain to see |
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Such empty reverie |
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Is about as sweet as a nectar gone bad |
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I used to look to my idol |
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To lead my ship ashore |
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I was determined to believe |
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Every prayer's accounted for |
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Now it's plain to see |
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Only the wind was listening |
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And I got to ride this tide once more |
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Back to the other side of zero |
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Which card shall it be? |
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A compliment or an insult |
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It's all just the same to me, to me |
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Whatever shall be shall be |
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I used to hide from the future |
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Like a child running from the tide |
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I could dream of nothing darker |
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Than to look fate in the eye |
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So scared of the worst |
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That the best just passed me by |
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And the grass ain't always greener |
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On the other end |
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First you got to make it over |
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Just to see how sweet it's been |
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Just when you think you've hit |
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It's time to roll the dice again |
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Then again and again and again |
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Back to the other side of zero |
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Which card shall it be? |
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A compliment or an insult |
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It's all just the same to me |
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Whatever shall be shall be |
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Whatever shall be |
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Whatever shall be |
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Whatever shall be shall be |
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Oh whatever shall be |
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Whatever shall be |
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Whatever shall be shall be |
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Oh whatever shall be |
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Whatever shall be |
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Whatever shall be shall be |
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Whatever shall be |
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Whatever shall be |
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Whatever shall be shall be |
