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I go my own way and cover my tracks |
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Instead of chasin and checking the facts |
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I do believe my time is running short |
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It's hard to tell just who's who anymore |
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So many people come and knock on my door |
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Many claim that they are the |
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OneSomebody told me to reach for the |
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SonI'm throwing it all away |
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So many times |
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I've seen your love |
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I know it must be real |
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Well, I've got to keep moving |
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Gotta look for what's real |
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But seein' is believin' |
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I gotta know which way to go |
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Time and again someone's turned me around |
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But left me hanging with no truth to be found |
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I see your life and |
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I wonder who's your master? |
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Still I'm wandering around in a daze |
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Can't seem to find my way out of this haze |
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This old world's a merry go round |
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Won't someone show me to solid ground? |
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I'm throwing it all away |
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So many times |
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I've seen your love |
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I know it must be real |
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Well, I've got to keep moving |
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Gotta look for what's real |
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But seein' is believin' |
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I gotta know which way to go |
