| I was in a dark, dark place, yeah
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| Four feet beneath my needs and my memories
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| It’s kinda hard to be good, good, good enough for you
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| But it’s even harder to be good enough for me, yeah
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| Or maybe it’s just because my ego
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| Has been eating up my logic since the day I was born, yeah
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| But this shit’s been fucking with my workflow
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| Had me feeling negative about the one I adore
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| So we’ve come a long way since long train rides
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| And I’ll gladly take a slice of humble pie
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| Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder of a lie (Oh no)
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| Won’t you dream it?
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| You say what’s right, do what’s right
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| But do you really feel it?
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| Say what’s right, do what’s right
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| But do you really feel it?
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| You say what’s right, do what’s right
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| But do you really feel it?
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| Say what’s right, do what’s right
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| But do you really feel it?
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| Quick thought before some time for reflection
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| But I must never let the lens be blinded by sex
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| But I must admit that I love the attention
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| If a woman wants to act dirty that’s a choice
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| And a choice I will respect
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| Or maybe it’s because my ego
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| Has been eating up my logic since the day I was born
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| But this shit’s been fucking with my workflow
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| Had me feeling negative about the one I adore, yeah
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| So we’ve come along way since long train rides
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| And I’ll gladly take a slice of humble pie
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| Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder of a lie (Oh no)
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| Won’t you dream it?
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| You say what’s right, do what’s right
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| But do you really feel it?
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| Say what’s right, do what’s right
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| But do you really feel it?
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| You say what’s right, do what’s right
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| But do you really feel it?
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| Say what’s right, do what’s right
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| But do you really feel it? |