| We don’t believe what’s on TV
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| Because it’s what we want to see
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| And what we want, we know we can’t believe
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| We have all learned to kill our dreams
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| I need to know that when I fail you’ll still be here
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| 'Cause if you stick around I’ll sing you pretty sounds
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| And we’ll make money selling your hair
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| I don’t care what’s in your hair
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| I just wanna know what’s on your mind
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| I used to say, «I wanna die before I’m old»
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| But because of you I might think twice
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah!
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| Alright. |
| Second verse
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| What if my dream does not happen?
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| Would I just change what I’ve told my friends?
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| Don’t wanna know who I would be
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| When I wake up from a dreamer’s sleep
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| I need to know that when I fail you’ll still be here
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| 'Cause if you stick around I’ll sing you pretty sounds
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| And we’ll make money selling your hair
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| But I don’t care what’s in your hair
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| I just wanna know what’s on your mind
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| I used to say, «I wanna die before I’m old»
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| But because of you I might think twice
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| I don’t care what’s in your hair
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| I just wanna know what’s on your mind
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| I used to say, «I wanna die before I’m old»
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| But because of you I might think twice
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah! |
| oh!
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah!
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| Ohhohhoh yeah, yeah, yeah! |