| Why are we still so surprised,
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| Every time we buy the lie?
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| Why don’t we pursue the truth,
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| Even when it’s hard to do?
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| And all we want is to believe,
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| It’s okay if we’re slightly deceived,
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| Maybe we’re missing the point that we’re listening
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| To liars and thieves.
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| You’re bent but you just won’t break.
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| Some things will never change.
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| Why are we so slow to say,
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| They’ve figured out another way?
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| Why are we so quick to judge,
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| Anyone who’s not like us?
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| And all we want is to believe,
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| It’s okay if we’re slightly deceived,
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| Maybe we’re missing the point that we’re listening
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| To liars and thieves.
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| You’re bent but you just won’t break.
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| Some things will never change.
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| You said that you would never be in lock step,
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| Walking with the rest of them.
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| I barely recognize if there is anything left of you,
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| And I want something more.
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| You’re bent but you just won’t break.
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| Some things will never change.
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| You’re bent but you just won’t break.
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| Some things will never change. |