| Common as dirt, as old as sin
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| The road to ruin, again and again
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| Oh, how many dreams have bloomed and died
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| Too much pride
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| How many heavens are hopelessly lost?
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| How many tender loves has vanity cost?
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| Lord, help the soul that can’t be satisfied
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| Too much pride
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| You don’t have to be right all the time
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| You can’t go on with all of these axes to grind
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| So why don’t you lighten up and let it ride?
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| Too much pride
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| Empires rise and empires fall
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| Stick around here long enough, you’ll see it all
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| Now it looks like it’s gone nationwide
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| Too much pride
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| Some people tell you it’s a good thing
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| Some people tell you it’s a sin
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| Just like a weed in the garden
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| You’re askin' for trouble if you let it in
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| Now, it looks like it’s gone nationwide
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| Too much pride
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| It’s the oldest form of suicide
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| Too much pride |