| When I look back upon my life
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| It's always with a sense of shame
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| I've always been the one to blame
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| For everything I long to do
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| No matter when or where or who
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| Has one thing in common, too
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| It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin
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| It's a sin
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| Everything I've ever done
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| Everything I ever do
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| Every place I've ever been
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| Everywhere I'm going to
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| It's a sin
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| At school they taught me how to be
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| So pure in thought and word and deed
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| They didn't quite succeed
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| For everything I long to do
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| No matter when or where or who
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| Has one thing in common, too
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| It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin
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| Father, forgive me, I tried not to do it
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| Turned over a new leaf, then tore right through it
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| Whatever you taught me, I didn't believe it
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| Father, you fought me, 'cause I didn't care
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| And I still don't understand
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| So I look back upon my life
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| Forever with a sense of shame
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| I've always been the one to blame
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| For everything I long to do
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| No matter when or where or who
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| Has one thing in common, too
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| It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin
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| It's a sin |