| Man stands in all his glory
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| Sitting at the crossroads of the same old story
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| Man got his make-up, wears it like a mask
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| Hides inside a child, lives inside a glass
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| Man breathes his own deceit
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| Man worships his own defeat
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| Oh I’m a man, I know what it feels like
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| I’m a man, working on the living part of life
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| You see through me, I understand
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| But don’t lose hope if you can
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| Have a little faith in man
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| Shakespeare’s men got all the lines
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| Modern man lives back in time
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| Man got bravado in his big steel hands
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| Runs with the wolf, sleeps with the lamb
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| Man falls, cuts and bleeds
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| Man stumbles on his own belief
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| Oh I’m a man, I know what it feels like
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| I’m a man, working on the living part of life
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| You see through me, I understand
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| But don’t lose hope if you can
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| Have a little faith in man
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| He’s the hoax behind the thrill
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| The poison arrow, the bitter pill
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| Hard to swallow, hard to kill, hard to understand
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| He’s the light behind the hill
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| The broken promise, the iron will
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| Hard to kill, hard to understand
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| Oh I’m a man, I know what it feels like
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| I’m a man, working on the living part of life
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| You see through me, I understand
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| But don’t lose hope if you can
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| Have a little faith in man |