| Man in the mirror is forsaken trust
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| Will haunt him wherever he goes
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| The knees of the devil will shake my love
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| If I was to break what I know
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| And time after time when I feel those vibes
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| Frustration rises again
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| Wishing those times you could see my eyes
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| Remember once more who I am
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| True to yourself my love
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| Be true to yourself
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| True to yourself my love
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| Be true to yourself
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| A man on the street with his cardboard box
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| Feeding his dog with his change
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| Told me loved her with all his heart
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| Without her he’d never be the same
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| And sometimes at night when I close my eyes
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| I think of them cold in the rain
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| As long as he’s holding her close by his side
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| Together they’ll always be okay
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| True to yourself my love
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| Be true to yourself
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| True to yourself my love
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| Be true to yourself
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| Winds have been clipped once or twice my love
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| The strength of your legs took their place
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| Your father he taught you to be loved the proper way
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| Your mother, the rock in that space
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| And people are people, most do their best
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| For those good people we are blessed
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| Sticks and stones may just break our bones
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| But nothing can ruin our nest
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| True to yourself my love
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| Be true to yourself
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| True to yourself my love
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| Be true to yourself |