| Let me introduce myself, my name is no concern
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| The room is filled with superficial voices
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| As the smoke clears I can see one hundred little lies
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| Racing to the finish for a consolation prize
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| I want to be wrong
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| I wish that I was uncertain just like yesterday
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| This is not who I am, been planning my escape
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| So long now that my map looks like a maze
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| Always on the dark side of a pessimistic moon
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| Or burning in the sun of what they’re saying
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| If you have the foresight can you read between the lines?
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| Finger two and four inviting fingers one and five
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| To be in this song, it’s nothing I can shut off
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| But I think it’s my place
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| To let you know I know that all your plans are fake
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| And what you give me I could never take
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| Are you confusing me with someone else you hardly even know?
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| I’m sitting here observing and more often I am learning
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| That you are an artist and this is your show… so sing it
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| I want to be wrong but what did i really think
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| That this could become real?
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| Now writing in cliches to learn from my mistakes
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| But how much of you could anyone take? |