| To be oppressed in the eyes of the sacred sons
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| All the airs and the vacant stares
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| Will never make me think that you’re better than me
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| You know you’ll never be better than me
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| Seems to me it’s all about how we feel inside
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| Were in conflict with our natures
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| We all struggle with our pride
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| Don’t try to stop the world from changing
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| I know it gets so much sometimes
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| You feel like giving up your dreams
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| So you turn it outside
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| When there’s no place left to hide
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| When it’s all said and done
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| It’s just another uniform
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| To brace up the facade of authority
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| When it’s all said and done
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| You’re just like every one of us
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| So don’t pretend to be so much better than me
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| You know you’ll never be better than me
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| Hiding out so scared of who we just might be
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| When the pain’s too great you’ve got to isolate
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| Or take it all out on me
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| Yeah but the badge don’t make you better anyway
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| And your fleeting sports elation
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| Is never going to chase those fears away
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| So just remember
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| When there’s no place left to hide |