| We all get carried away
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| And that’s just living
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| Most of us going nowhere
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| Nothing to say
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| It takes a long time
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| To get where you’re wanting to be
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| It takes a long time
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| Before you can see
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| Maybe tomorrow
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| You’re tempting fate when you say
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| There’ll be no sorrow
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| Might be the same as today
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| Politicians take the floor
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| Fool the people just once more
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| Promising everything just like before
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| So when the fortune teller said
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| That all the cards had been misread
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| And that they gave you up for dead for sure
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| You said you’d never compromise
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| But as you looked into her eyes
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| This really made you realize the cure
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| Stand in the middle to see
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| That’s not a good thing
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| Someone keeps blocking your view
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| Losing your key
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| It takes a long time
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| So don’t get too dissatisfied
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| It takes a long time
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| But it’s justified
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| You couldn’t swallow
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| Living your life on the run
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| How could you follow?
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| Knowing you might come undone
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| You weren’t born to thrill the crowds
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| Be a martyr, shout out loud
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| Make sure your head don’t get stuck in the clouds
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| So when the fortune teller said
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| That all the cards had been misread
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| And that they gave you up for dead for sure
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| You said you’d never compromise
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| But as you looked into her eyes
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| This really made you realize the cure
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| You can’t speak
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| Don’t feel whole
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| Just too weak
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| Heart’s grown cold
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| Now you’ve decided
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| Which way that you’re gonna go
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| Might be misguided
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| Crazy for all we might know
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| No one there to break the trust
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| Not a wind to blow the dust
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| Stand up the twelve men who speak wise and just
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| So when the fortune teller said
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| That all the cards had been misread
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| And that they gave you up for dead for sure
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| You said you’d never compromise
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| But as you looked into her eyes
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| This really made you realize the cure
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| You said you’d never compromise
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| But as you looked into her eyes
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| This really made you realize the cure |