Hey, how's your conscience lately
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You tried so hard to please me
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And now you seem so uneasy
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You say that you've enough and you're out of love
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It hit me like a hurricane
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It hit me like a speeding train
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I try to climb a mountain range
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And fall down on the ground again
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I thought that it would be OK
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But you had other cards to play
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Just like a shot from a gun
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I got hurt, I got stunned
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That's how it hit me
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I just want to know why
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Do you do this to me?
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And where, is your sense of reason?
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So how, could you fool me so long?
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And now, watch my tenderness turn to emptiness
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It hit me like a hurricane...
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It doesn't matter what I do
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It doesn't matter much to you
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It doesn't matter what I do
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It's over now, we're through
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You got me feeling excited
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You gad me set and ignited
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But now I'm feeling so down low
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Like some down-trodden hobo
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It doesn't matter...
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You gad me chasing illusions
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You got me lost in confusion
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And I'm so tired of losin'
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I've got to stop, now, and not get involved with you
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again
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It doesn't matter...
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It Doesn't Matter
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| Supertramp |
