| Thoughts are true until they’re spoken
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| Dreams you’d die for turn to tokens
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| Spoken like a man
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| Your childish mind has been distorted
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| Twisted by the tales you taught it
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| Make your speech you’ve got it sorted
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| Spoken like a man
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| Chorus:
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| I don’t believe you, just don’t believe you, who could believe you
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| I don’t care, what you say, I don’t care anyway
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| Don’t give a damn, when you speak like a man
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| Where’s the boy who’s fumbling hands
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| Reached out in time to touch the sand
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| To grow up grey and understand
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| To speak just like a man
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| Chorus:
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| I don’t believe you, just don’t believe you, who could believe you
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| I don’t care, what you say, I don’t care anyway
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| Don’t give a damn, when you speak like a man
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| Chorus:
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| I don’t believe you, just don’t believe you, who could believe you
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| I don’t care, what you say, I don’t care anyway
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| Don’t give a damn, when I speak like a man |