I already had to go to mass
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I already played «Para Elisa» on the piano
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I already learned to fake my smile
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I already walked the ledge
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I already changed my bed
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I already did comedy, I already did drama
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I was concrete and I went around the bush
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I already did the good one and I had a bad reputation
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I was already ethical and I was erratic
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I was already skeptical and I was a fanatic
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I was already apathetic, I was methodical
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I was already modest, I was chaotic
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I already read Arthur Conan Doyle
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I already switched from gasoline to diesel
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I already read Bretón and Moliere
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I already slept on a mattress and on a box spring
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I already changed my hair color
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I was already against and I was in favor
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what used to give me pleasure now gives me pain
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I was already on the other side of the counter
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And I hear a voice that says for no reason
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you always changing, you don't change anymore
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and I'm more and more the same
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I do not know what to do with me
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I already drowned in a glass of water
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I already planted coffee in Nicaragua
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I already went to try my luck in the USA
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I already played Russian roulette
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I already believed in the Martians
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I was already ovolactovegetarian, healthy
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I was quiet and I was a gypsy
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I was already calm and I was up to my hands
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I did the mythology course but the gods laughed at me
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goldsmith I saved it by scraping
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and here I am applying rhythmology
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I already tried, I already smoked, I already took, I already stopped
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I already signed, I already traveled, I already hit, I already suffered, I already eluded
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I already fled, I already assumed, I already left, I already came back, I already pretended, I already lied
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and among so many falsehoods
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many of my lies are already true
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I made adversity easy
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And I got involved in the trifles
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And I hear a voice that rightly says
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you always changing, you don't change anymore
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and I'm more and more the same
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I do not know what to do with me
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I already had a facelift, I got a piercing
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I went to see the Dream Team and there was no feeling
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I tattooed Che on one buttock
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above mommy so she doesn't get out
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I already laughed and I didn't give a damn
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of things and people that now scare me
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I fasted for fart reasons
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I already stuffed myself with chicken al spiedo
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I already went to the psychologist, I went to the theologian
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I went to the astrologer, I went to the winemaker
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I was already an alcoholic and I was a lambeta
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I was already anonymous and I already went on a diet
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I already threw stones and spit
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to the place where I now work
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and my file counts by the piece
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that I behaved well and that I relaxed.
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And I hear a voice that says for no reason
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you always changing, you don't change anymore
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and I'm more and more the same
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I do not know what to do with me
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And I hear a voice that rightly says
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you always changing, you don't change anymore
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and I'm more and more the same
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I do not know what to do with me |