| Look at me do you see
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| All the things I want you, you to see
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| You're telling me, sure I know you so well
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| But you just act when you are back against the wall
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| What is true what is fake
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| Everything that you make or you take
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| It's plain to see, imagewise you're okay
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| But is there anything inside of you?
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| Hear me say
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| I don't wanna do the things you say
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| I don't wanna play the game you play
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| I just wanna be myself and walk the road without pretending
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| I just wanna live my life, for true
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| So many things there are that I will do
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| When I'm looking back the road at least I can say:
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| I did it my way
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| There you are once again
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| Telling me how the things all should be
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| And that I care far too much about my art
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| 'cause you know they will never understand
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| I am me, I cannot be
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| What I'm not I am real and I feel
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| But you can never stop, you forgot
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| Cause no one's gonna tell me what to do |