| You can polish all you want to
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| But the stains will never leave you
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| You can try to make it show
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| But we all know
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| You plate your heart with gold
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| You can pretend to be the good guy
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| But those moments seem to fly by
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| Yet a promise you can’t keep
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| You skip a beat and
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| Plate your heart with gold
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| You plate your heart with gold
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| It’s cheaper than the real thing
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| Nobody has to know
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| The anger and frustration inside
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| Is cold as stone
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| You think that we are stupid
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| But no one here is fooled
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| We all know
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| You plate your heart with gold
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| You plate your heart with gold
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| You’re just going
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| Through the motions
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| Of what you think
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| Is wrong or right
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| You’ve been lucky all these years
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| No one cared
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| You plate your heart with gold
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| You plate your heart with gold
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| It’s cheaper than the real thing
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| Nobody has to know
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| The anger and frustration
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| We all see seeping through
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| You think that we are stupid
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| But no one here is fooled
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| We all know
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| You plate your heart with gold
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| You plate your heart with gold
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| You’re going through the motions
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| But no one here is fooled
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| You’re going through the motions
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| But everybody knows
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| You plate your heart with gold |