| Play on, play on brother, play on
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| It’s real
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| Two sides to every story, that’s the deal
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| They say that every story has, two sides
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| With all purpose to confuse
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| Finding the final points between, two sides
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| There is no innocence, if you have to choose
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| They say that every story has, two sides
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| Trying to find the light, living in the indefinite gray
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| Repeating history, sentimental sake
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| Condemned by its aftermath, and laid low by its wave
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| Nostalgia, for things that never happened
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| Forget the scars across my heart
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| We’re all just, caught up in the moment
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| Between the actual and factual
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| There’s only two sides
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| Play on brother, play on
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| Even if you’re blind, there are two sides to every
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| One at a time baby
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| No more, no more, no more
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| Play on brother, play on
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| There are two sides
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| One at a time
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| Play on brother, play on
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| Two sides
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| Two sides
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| To each is reach
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| You know what I’m talkin' about
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| Two sides to every story
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| Play on, play on brother, play on
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| Take a minute
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| It’s real, two sides to every story
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| That’s the deal
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| Well, Well
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| The truth ain’t a lie
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| Two sides |