| Let me ask you
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| A simple question
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| About something that you thought you knew
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| You’re self righteous
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| All knowing, d’you
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| Think you’d get away with what you do?
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| I can see straight
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| Straight through you
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| And you know — I don’t like -what I see
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| All those cobwebs
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| That you’re hiding
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| You can’t hide them for long from me
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| Cause I’ll clean up your act
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| And there’ll be nothing left
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| None of your so called friends
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| Will want to speak to you again
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| You lie and cheat your way to the top
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| But the truth comes out in the end
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| In case you forgot
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| Your hypocrisy’s annoying
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| Your friends don’t know what you share about them
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| They don’t see you
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| The way I do
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| It’s getting old
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| The way you li, but then again
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| I can see straight
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| Straight through you
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| And you know I don’t like what I see
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| All those cobwbs
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| That you’re hiding
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| You can’t hide them much longer from me
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| Cause I’ll clean up your act
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| And you’ll have nothing left
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| None of your so called friends
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| Will want to see you again
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| You lie and cheat your way to the top
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| But the truth comes out in the end
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| In case you forgot
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| You can do the worst to them/
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| When they think that you will still be friends
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| But they don’t know
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| How you treat them when they’re not there
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| And Now I say I have had enough
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| Don’t like your games
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| Or the pain you’re causing us
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| You don’t look so tough to me anymore
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| Cause I’ll clean up your act
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| And there’ll be nothing left
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| None of your so called friends
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| Will want to see you again
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| You lie and cheat your way to the top
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| But the truth comes out in the end
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| You know you
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| Should’ve known
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| That I’d clean up your act
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| And you’d have nothing left
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| None of your so called friends
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| Would want to see you again
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| You lie and cheat your way to the top
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| But the truth comes out in the end
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| In case you forgot |