| I’m not perfect, I’m just who I am
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| Is that okay?
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| Perfect’s overdone and overplanned
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| In the modern age
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| Still you say you know what’s best
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| I disagree but I know less so
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| Then that leaves us back where we began
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| Your way
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| And if you were me you’d do
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| Everything you wanted to
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| Well I’ve got news for you:
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| Everybody loves to tell me who and what to be
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| More of what they always want and less and less of me
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| I don’t give a damn what they all say
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| I’m not here to save the day
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| I may lose it but I’ll do it my way
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| Friends and teachers heads of state and fools all say
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| «Lay it down and play it by the rules»
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| Their way
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| But if they all know so well
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| Why can no one ever tell?
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| And they ask why we rebel…
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| Everybody loves to tell me who and what to be
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| More of what they always want and less and less of me
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| I don’t give a damn what they all say
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| I’m not here to save the day
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| I may lose it but I’ll do it my way
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| Everybody wants to prove to the world they got it figured out
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| Be somebody with the nerve to admit it when it’s all in doubt
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| In the end it’s not pretend it’s what the world’s about
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| Everybody loves to tell me who and what to be
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| More of what they always want and less and less of me
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| I don’t give a damn what they all say
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| I’m not here to save the day
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| I may lose it but I’ll do it my way
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| I may lose it but I’ll lose it my way |