| My mind is a mirror
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| My mind is a mirror
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| My mind is a mirror, a reflection only known to me
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| And for those who hate me, the more you hate me
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| The more you help me
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| And for those who hate me, the more you hate me
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| The more you help me
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| And for those who hate me, the more you hate me
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| The more you help me
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| And for those who love me, the more you love me
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| The more you hurt me
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| When I go to bed in the night, I see some children in the light
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| Fighting unknown shadows behind my mother’s back
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| And although I don’t understand my dreams I know somewhere
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| There is hope, theres is hope, somewhere there is hope
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| I dream, I smile, I walk, I cry
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| I dream, I smile, I walk, I
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| You might not say that it’s a wonderful world
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| And it’s a wonderful life
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| And it’s a wonderful day
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| Just as yesterday
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| But I won’t, complain
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| I won’t complain no, no
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| No, no, no, no, no
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| No, no, no, no, no I won’t complain, no I won’t complain
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| Though my good days are far gone
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| They will surely come back one morn
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| So I won’t, I won’t complain
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| Though my good days are far gone
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| They will surely come back one morn
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| So I won’t, I won’t complain
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| My mind is a mirror
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| My mind is a mirror
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| My mind is a mirror, a reflection only known to me
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| And for those who hate me, the more you hate me
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| The more you help me
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| And for those who hate me, the more you hate me
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| The more you help me
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| And for those who hate me, the more you hate me
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| The more you help me
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| And for those who love me, the more you love me
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| The more you hurt me
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| When I go to bed in the night, I see some children in the light
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| Fighting unknown shadows behind my mother’s back
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| And although I don’t understand my dreams I know somewhere
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| There is hope, theres is hope, somewhere there is hope
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| I dream, I smile, I walk, I cry
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| I dream, I smile, I walk, I
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| You might not say that it’s a wonderful world
|
| And it’s a wonderful life
|
| And it’s a wonderful day
|
| Just as yesterday
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| But I won’t, complain
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| I won’t complain no, no
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| No, no, no, no, no
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| No, no, no, no, no I won’t complain, no I won’t complain
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| Though my good days are far gone
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| They will surely come back one morn
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| So I won’t, I won’t complain
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| Though my good days are far gone
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| They will surely come back one morn
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| So I won’t, I won’t complain |