| Couldn’t anyone tell me the truth?
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| 'Bout the shape I disapprove
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| Couldn’t anyone take me by the hand?
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| And show me that I wouldn’t stand
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| It was about time to leave, to lose, to go,
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| to learn, to suffer, to break the dawn
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| to fulfil the wish of something new
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| and close the deal and follow through
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| It’s the end of the truth and the start of the real
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| Everything changed for the great deal
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| Only due to the loss and the pain and the fear I am here
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| Everything changed for the great deal
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| Was it all worth it,
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| that the kings and the queens were replaced by the ghosts?
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| Before then, I had a dream
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| that the kings and the queens are the ghosts
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| It became real, too real to feel, too hard
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| to bear, to offer another sacrifice
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| Couldn’t it be, that the thirty were there
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| just for you, to change me into what I care
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| So I should be thankful
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| for the gift they brought to me
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| I am still not sure if the great deal
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| it was worth it |