| It’s good to be the king, I’ve heard it said
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| That’s why I let you put a crown on my head
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| Hoping that I’ll never be forced to fake
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| Actions that I’ll never have to take
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| I let you think I was a better man
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| With pretty words about how true I am
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| Humbly pretending to be brave and strong
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| Inside I’m wondering, what if I’m wrong?
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| Every once in a while you’ll see
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| Things are not what they seem to be
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| Like the moment you saw through me
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| Ah, but when push comes to shove
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| I had lost the thing I love
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| When I lost the courage of my convictions
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| (Courage of my convictions)
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| I never let you see my doubting side
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| I’ve always felt there’s things you can’t confide
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| I need to be what I need to be
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| However artificially
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| And now I haven’t got a thing to show
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| For all the posing and the bravado
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| You tested me and I had to fail
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| No longer am I a super male
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| I was proud and I had to fall
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| Now my image has grown so small
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| And to think that I had it all
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| Ah, but when push came to shove
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| I had lost the thing I love
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| When I lost the courage of my convictions
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| (Courage of my convictions)
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| And I live in constant fear
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| That I’ll never have you here
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| 'Til I find the courage of my convictions
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| (Courage of my convictions)
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| Ah, but when push comes to shove
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| I will have the thing I love
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| If I have the courage of my convictions
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| (Courage of my convictions)
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| And your heart I would enslave
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| And this whole world I would save
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| If I have the courage of my convictions
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| (Courage of my convictions) |