| There have been many times
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| Where I’ve took it upon myself
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| Your coldness in the face of this
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| Cannot begin to understand
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| No explanations
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| No mix of words
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| Inspired and lost all at once
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| It’s no different now
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| It’s no different now
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| To kiss farewell — To close the door
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| To hang the dream, insist I’m wrong
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| Am I wrong
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| Am I wrong
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| Because you have an eye. |
| An eye for the main chance
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| To purify dismiss it all
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| When Jesus came — When angels fall
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| You know deep down things never change
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| They coincide. |
| They rearrange
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| But what could you expect from me When all things said and done
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| Am I wrong…
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| Sit back, just think a while
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| Behind closed doors you can criticise
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| I can tolerate though falsified
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| The atmosphere is hard to hide
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| The hatred that I feel for one so close
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| Who coldly lied to me Am I wrong… |