| I saw a girl with my own eyes
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| I cried out, I feared for my life
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| She turned into my mother then
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| They call it a dream
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| In the pursuit of happiness
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| Not asking for perpetual bliss
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| Some peace and quiet would do fine
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| They call it a dream
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| Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
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| Is there anything at all?
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| We feed our hunger, clothe our cold
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| We’re just idealistic animals
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| He took a wife, a wife for life
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| But he still feels dissatisfied
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| He took a lover on the side
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| He had to hurt you
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| A bonfire in the yard tonight
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| The flames are green and burning bright
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| An axe inside the chair you like
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| She had to hurt you
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| Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
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| Is there anything at all?
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| We feed our hunger, clothe our cold
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| We’re just idealistic animals
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| We like to feel like we are free
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| We make up something to believe
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| Not that it has to be the truth
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| Maybe now and then
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| This is a struggle to survive
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| The strong will live, the weak will die
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| There’s no such thing as paradise
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| Maybe now and then
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| Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
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| Is there anything at all?
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| We feed our hunger, clothe our cold
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| We’re just idealistic animals |