| Must be something in the way you move
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| And the way that you talk and the things that you do
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| 'Cause you’re failing to convince me Your tired eyes are no disguise to the lies that you give
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| When you try to supply a truth you see
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| I don’t know why
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| Well you’re lying again
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| Well you’re lying
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| Makes me question what we’re fighting for
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| When the truth seems clear and the proof is near
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| There’s no need for war anyway
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| Your tired eyes are no disguise to the lies that you give
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| When you try to supply but you’re failing
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| To surprise me Well you’re lying again
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| Well you’re lying
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| 'Cause believe me, all the things I’ve seen before
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| And the things I’ve been
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| Believe me, there is so much to see in the world that’s free
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| Believe me, there is no such room for things like greed you see
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| Believe me, all you need to do is change your reality
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| Believe me, there is no such thing as greed in reality
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| Believe me, all the things I have foreseen and I do believe
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| Well you’re lying again
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| Well you’re lying
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| Tired eyes are no disguise to the way that you move
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| And the things you do when you’re failing to improve
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| 'Cause believe me, there is no such thing as truth in reality
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| Believe me, all the things I have foreseen and I know I’ve been
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| Believe me, there is no such thing as truth in reality
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| Believe me, there is no such room for this in reality |