| You live in a house of mirrors
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| Reflecting your splendid isolation
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| You have so much of everything
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| Except for true consideration
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| The way you dance
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| The way you walk
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| The way you drive
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| The way you talk
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| The way you eat
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| The way you drink
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| The way you act
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| The way that you don’t think
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| It’s like there’s—
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| Nobody else in the world but you
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| Nobody else in the world
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| Nobody else in the world but you
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| In case you haven’t noticed
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| There’s lots of other people here, too
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| Hey now, did your momma teach you anything?
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| Some things still got to be respected
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| Is it a sign of the times, or is it just your callous heart?
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| How did you get so disconnected?
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| The way you push
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| The way you shove
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| The way you hate
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| The way you love
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| The lies you spin
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| The scenes you make
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| The grief you give
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| The space you take
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| It’s like there’s—
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| Nobody else in the world but you
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| Nobody else in the world
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| Nobody else in the world but you
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| In case you haven’t noticed
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| There’s lots of other people here, too
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| And now it’s time you did a little giving, baby
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| The world is not your plaything, no, no, no
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| Nobody else in the world but you
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| Nobody else in the world
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| Nobody else in the world but you
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| In case you haven’t noticed
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| There’s lots of other people here
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| Nobody else in the world but you
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| Nobody else in the world
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| It’s like there’s—nobody else in the world but you
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| In case you haven’t noticed there are lots of other people here, too |