| You think that nothing matters
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| You think I’m tough enough
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| To see the hurt for what it’s worth
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| And shake it off myself
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| Can’t see your point or reason
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| The drama you do is only tragic for me
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| So cold, baby so cold
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| Think nobody knows but somebody cares
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| You can tear me down
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| And it’s a blow to my pride
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| It’s so cold, so cold
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| You’re on the wrong side of history
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| I’m trying hard to shape it
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| Something from nothing else
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| I’m up at night to make us right
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| Got no one but myself
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| I’m just the voice of reason
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| What’s plain enough to you
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| Is a mystery to me
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| So cold, baby so cold
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| Think nobody knows but somebody cares
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| You tear me down
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| And it’s a blow to my pride
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| It’s so cold, so cold
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| Don’t you know
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| You’re on the wrong side of history
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| Not seeing the heart of things
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| Ain’t stoppin' what you do
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| You think you understand everything
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| But don’t get my point of view
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| The time has come, your time is gone
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| And I just carry on
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| So cold, baby so cold
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| Think nobody knows but somebody cares
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| You tear me down
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| And it’s a blow to my pride
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| It’s so cold, so cold
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| So cold, baby so cold
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| Think nobody knows but somebody cares
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| You tear me down
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| And it’s a blow to my pride
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| It’s so cold, so cold
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| You gotta know
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| You’re on the wrong side of history
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| You’re on the wrong side |