| You say your mind is never shut
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| But you’ve got everything locked up
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| You’ve got a sentimental feeling,
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| But you’re under someone elses thumb
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| Gonna act this way, gonna think this way, gonna talk this way
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| Gonna be the same, gonna look away, gonna play this game
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| Gotta fit this way, gotta find a way, gonna throw away all the things you say
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| Never gonna change, gonna walk away to the next charade
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| Now you’ll play the victim from the start
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| Show off your sacred, bleeding heart
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| You claim to know the path to healing
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| Empathy for all, but not for some
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| Gonna act this way, gonna think this way, gonna talk this way
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| Gonna be the same, gonna look away, gonna play this game
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| Gotta fit this way, gotta find a way, gonna 'splain away all the things you say
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| Never gonna change, gonna walk away to the next charade
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| Gonna act this way, gonna think this way, gonna talk this way
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| Gonna be the same, gonna look away, gonna play this game
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| Gotta fit this way, gotta find a way, gonna throw away all the things you say
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| Gonna change your name, before you take the stage, I’m gonna walk away |