Ever since I was a child
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You always said that I should understand the rules
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You take some and give less
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Sit high above the rest...don't you
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As I ask a simple question
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Cuts me off with his reply
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He's been practicing for decades
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Now he thinks I have the time
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He flows in and out of riddles
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Looking me straight in the eye
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But it seems like something's missing
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From the days when he was more my size
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Chorus:
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Ten years older and I've finally found my pride
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This old man comes rolling home to die
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Old feelings make it hard to decide
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Just what it means to me
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Everything exists 'tween black and white
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You can twist and distort the most blatant of lies
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Or just offer up solutions
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Practiced only in your mind
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I've lost half my life to wisdom
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So forgive me if I come off sounding bitter
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If my words push you away
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If I seem surprised to see you
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Lying here, in front of me
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Just consider what you're asking
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And give me a little time
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'Cause I'm still having trouble breathing
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For in all these days
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I've never seen you cry
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[chorus]
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"...No son of mine..."
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Should I be sleeping?
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"...No son of mine..."
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You never understood
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That I don't need your help
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Don't have to save me from myself
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Or take me out to prove
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That I should live my life like you...
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As I ask a simple question
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Cuts me off with his reply
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He's been practicing for decades
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But I am listening this time
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He flows in and out of riddles
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Stories change without the wine
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And at least he seems much clearer
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On how it feels to be my size
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[chorus]
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Just what it means to me
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Just what it means to me...
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Question Everything
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