| There’s no such thing as a cold, careless heart
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| And no one is heartless that i’ve ever known
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| The things that you wanted were there from the start
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| And of that bad stuff is there in the mind
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| It’s the mind that is evil
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| It makes me do all those unspeakable things
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| Things i can’t bear to remember
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| I put up a fight but my mind always wins
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| There’s nothing to do but surrender
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| It’s the mind that is evil
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| It’s the mind that is evil
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| It’s the mind that is evil
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| And sometimes i think, if i killed off my mind
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| Then my heart and i would be free
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| But somehow it knows what i am thinking about
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| And it’s always that one step ahead of me
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| When i am angry or bitter, it’s never my fault
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| But nobody seems to believe me
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| It’s out of my hands
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| I just do what i am told
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| If i don’t then it knows how to hurt me
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| It’s the mind that is evil
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| It’s the mind that is evil
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| It’s the mind that is evil
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| And sometimes i think
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| If i killed off my mind
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| Then my heart and i would be free
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| But somehow it knows what i am thinking about
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| And it’s always one step ahead of me |