| Truth will rise in the morning
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| Is this crime really happening?
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| I guess we can’t keep the world away
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| From sinking under pressure
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| This disguise fooling no one
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| Go downtown get your hair done
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| Belly of rhymes got no reason
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| They know you only too well
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| With the dawn floating sideways
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| All these eyes seeming drawn to you
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| If you decide you should run away
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| You won’t be going solo
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| Impressions
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| Why don’t we take it to an interview
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| Impressions
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| With anybody it could be so hard
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| Impressions
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| There’s a picture of a rickshaw leaving
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| Impressions
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| I want to sink into the atmosphere
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| In this chaos around us
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| Still you found this connection
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| But it’s not good luck for anyone
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| To play at being dumb
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| Got no plans for the future
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| (Not looking for a change, I’m here to stay)
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| Got to make good impressions
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| (Take me to a darkened stage and its all arranged)
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| Goodbye night, forest, sky
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| (And trouble you can call my name) |