| Hey man, the story’s getting old
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| Big lies, they always have been told
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| But right now you face another man
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| This time I turn the page around
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| No rhyme, no reason to be found
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| Why should I play the fool again
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| I keep on running in circles
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| In a crazy human race that never ends
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| I was never taking more than I needed
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| Always standing at the end of the line
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| Waiting for my turn to succeed it
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| But it’s hard to keep playing the part
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| When there’s nothing left at all
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| How come we always run for more
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| The rich is stealing from the poor
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| How come we’re never satisfied
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| Don’t know what I’m afraid to loose
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| Somehow I’m not allowed to choose
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| God knows I’ve never really tried
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| And still we’re running in circles
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| In a crazy human race that never ends
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| Oh, I was never taking more than I needed
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| Always standing at the end of the line
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| Waiting for my turn to succeed it
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| But it’s hard to keep playing the part
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| When there’s nothing left at all
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| Hey man, the story’s getting old
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| Big lies, they always have been told
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| And right now you face another man
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| I was never taking more than I needed
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| Always standing at the end of the line
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| Waiting for my turn to succeed it
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| But it’s hard to keep playing the part
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| It’s so hard to keep playing the part
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| It’s so hard to keep playing the part
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| When there’s nothing left at all |