| Well I don’t think it’s treason if I turn my back on all this
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| And try to resist
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| I should have lied
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| I should have broken every rule that I could find
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| Is this a crime
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| I’ve got to live my life this way
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| I should have lied
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| I should have broken every rule that I could find
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| I will not hide
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| Too many lives have gone this way
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| Somehow, when I turn the cards all up they’re facing down
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| And you turn away from me, but all it does is set me free
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| Somewhere, the hurting goes on endlessly, I couldn’t care
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| When life becomes hit or miss I turn my back on all of it
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| And try to resist
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| I should have lied
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| I should have broken every rule that I could find
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| Is this a crime
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| I’ve got to live my life this way
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| I should have lied
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| I should have broken every rule that I could find
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| I will not hide
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| Too many lives have gone this way
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| Grey as the sky, but much brighter
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| This feeling that burns a line to the day
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| That none of us is someone else’s fool
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| Black lies, grey lies, white lies
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| Anything to get me through
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| Black lies, grey lies, white lies
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| Anything to get me through |