| Never saw it any other way — for him it was the truth
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| He learned it early: the method of denying
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| When accused — the easiest to say was «no not me»
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| Pointing the finger at somebody else
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| Was far from lying
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| Sealed his fate by denial, never defend — never repent
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| Life no holding is trial — never again
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| Here is the end of the path of denial
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| The reason wasn’t personal fear — just a way to get on
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| Weakness of character — no force to fight
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| But striving ahead
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| Instead of standing up — he broke down
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| And lied like a child
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| No energy for conflict — no power to arise
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| Sealed his fate by denial, never defend — never repent
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| Life no holding is trial — never again
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| Here is the end of the path of denial
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| Falling backwards — falling down the stairs of life
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| Down on the knees — crowling to escape his fate
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| Crying it out — too late to relieve the soul
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| Used to be proud — now he’s gonna pay his toll
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| Thronging in fame on the top stair of commerce and society
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| Nothing was wrong to get get there — reckless for success
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| Reality lurking to bring him to fall, a silent strike
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| A little mistake an undercover eye
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| He couldn’t stand the test
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| Sealed his fate by denial, never defend — never repent
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| Life no holding is trial — never again
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| Here is the end of the path of denial |