| I should have given you a better life
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| And a reason to stay
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| Said the people to the earth as all
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| It’s living part had gone away
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| We all want a better life
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| A better way for us to spend the day
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| Still we continue to climb
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| And watch the ground beneath
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| As it gives way
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| Your logic’s held by a one armed man
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| With a broken hand
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| Wow can you hope to help someone else
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| When you can’t help yourself?
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| You can’t pay for change
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| Only shows that you’ve got no common sense
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| Best believe your debts will be repaid
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| With your flesh in the end
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| We continue to fight
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| With no regard for man
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| Or his purpose here
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| We just want to win
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| So let give them all a hand
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| They’re busy, tired and broken
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| Fighting over the land
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| They put on quite a show
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| But when it is all over
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| The theater still stands
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| Your logic’s held by a one armed man
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| With a broken hand
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| Wow can you hope to help someone else
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| When you can’t help yourself?
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| You can’t pay for change
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| Only shows that you’ve got no common sense
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| Best believe your debts will be repaid
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| With your flesh in the end
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| We continue to fight
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| With no regard for man
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| Or his purpose here
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| We just want to win
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| I think you should straighten up a little bit
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| I think you should, I think, y’know, you should
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| You should look at yourself in the mirror sometime
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| And say «look, what am I doing, why, why am I this way?» |