| I got good days and bad days
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| Sometimes wonder how I make it through the week
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| I wake up in the shadow of my dream
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| Wonder what it is I seek
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| And I heard all the questions
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| I just don’t have the answers
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| Ain’t no fool to begin with
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| I don’t serve puppet masters
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| I’m not trying to be elusive
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| But you don’t want lies
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| What’s the shape of my future
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| As my life goes whistling bye
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| With the love of my woman
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| And the time with my beautiful child
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| And I heard all the questions
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| I just don’t have the answers
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| Ain’t no fool to begin with
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| I don’t serve puppet masters
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| I’m not trying to be elusive
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| But you don’t want lies
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| There is peace as each piece of the puzzle
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| Falls into place
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| Just by looking back I can tell you
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| That life ain’t just a race
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| And I heard all the questions
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| I just don’t have the answers
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| Ain’t no fool to begin with
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| I don’t serve puppet masters
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| I’m not trying to be elusive
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| But you don’t want lies |