| If my life were a movie
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| There would be a sunset
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| And the camera would pan away
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| But the sky is just a little sister
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| Tagging along behind the buildings
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| Trying to imitate their grey
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| The little boys are breaking bottles
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| Along the sidewalk
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| The big boys, too
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| The girls are hanging out at the candy store
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| Pumping quarters into the phone
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| 'cause they don’t want to go home
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| And I think
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| What if no one’s watching
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| What it when we’re dead, we’re just dead
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| What if it’s just us down here
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| What if god ain’t looking down
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| What if he’s looking up instead
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| If my life were a movie
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| I would light a cigarette
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| And the smoke would curl around my face
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| Everything I do would be interesting
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| I’d play the good guy
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| In every scene
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| But I always feel I have to
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| Take a stand
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| And there’s always someone on hand
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| To hate me for standing there
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| I always feel I have to open my mouth
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| And every time I do
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| I offend someone
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| Somewhere
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| But what
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| What if no one’s watching
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| What if when we’re dead, we’re just dead
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| What if there’s no time to lose
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| What if there’s things we gotta do
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| Things that need to be said
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| You know I can’t apologize
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| For everything I know
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| I mean you don’t have to agree with me
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| But once you get me going
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| You better just let me go
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| We have to be able to criticize
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| What we love
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| Say what we have to say
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| 'cause if you’re not trying to make something better
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| As far as I can tell
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| You’re just in the way
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| I mean what
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| What if no one’s watching
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| What if when we’re dead
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| We’re just dead
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| What if it’s just us down here
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| What if god is just an idea
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| Someone put in your head
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| I mean what
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| What if no one’s watching
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| What if no one’s watching… |