| When I was born, they looked at me and said
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| «What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy»
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| And when you were born, they looked at you and said
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| «What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl»
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| We’ve got these chains hanging around our necks
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| People want to strangle us with them
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| Before we take our first breath
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| Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same
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| When temptation calls
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| We just look away
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| This name is the hair shirt I wear
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| And this hair shirt is woven from your brown hair
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| This song is the cross that I bear
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| Bear with me, bear with me, bear with me
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| Be with me tonight
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| I know that it isn’t right
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| Be with me tonight
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| I go to school, I write exams
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| If I pass, if I fail, if I drop out
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| Does anyone give a damn?
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| And if they do
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| They’ll soon forget
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| 'Cause it won’t take much for me
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| To show my life ain’t over yet
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| I wake up scared, I wake up strange
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| I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever going to change
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| I wake up scared, I wake up strange
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| And everything around me stays the same
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| I couldn’t tell you that I was wrong
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| Chickened out, grabbed a pen and paper
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| Sat down and I wrote this song
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| I couldn’t tell you that you were right
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| So instead I looked in the mirror
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| And I watched TV, laid awake all night |