| I found a bag of past
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| Dusty words, unfettered shame
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| These delusional lines of fame
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| We were pretty much the same
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| We were pretty much the same
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| These old costumes and masks
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| Disguised and gone
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| What the hell have I done
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| What the hell have I done
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| Now, I must feel shameless
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| I will feel shameless now
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| I feel, I feel, I feel the temptation
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| Ooh ooh ooh ooh
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| I must feel shameless now
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| Now I will feel shameless
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| Well I’ve buried people
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| Back then when everything was lame
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| All of us were pretty vain
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| Nothing done, if not to gain
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| There was nothing done if there was nothing to gain
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| I just hid it with my wisecrack
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| Behaved like the maniac
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| I see some people running back
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| I see some people running back
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| To their wolfpack
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| Now, I must feel shameless
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| I will feel shameless now
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| I feel, I feel, I feel the temptation
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| Ooh ooh ooh ooh
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| I must feel shameless now
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| Now I will feel shameless
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| So we lost it for a while
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| Time immemorial put minds in detention
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| White sorrows of this generation
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| I feel, I feel, I feel the temptation
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| Ooh ooh ooh ooh
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| I must feel shameless now
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| Now I must feel shameless
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| Now I must feel shameless
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| I will feel shameless |