I went searching for the truth
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But in my innocence I found
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All the con men and their acrobats
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Who stomped me in the ground
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If I count up their percentages
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I know they're getting rich
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But they haven't taken everything
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Those paybacks are a bitch
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Though I've lost quite a lot
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I am still in control
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They can keep what they've got
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But they can't have my soul
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And if I don't have this all worked out
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Still I'm getting closer, getting closer
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I still have far to go no doubt
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But I'm getting closer, getting closer
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What was ripped off by professionals
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Is not all that it seems
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While I must live up to contracts
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I did not give up my dreams
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If I see it as experience
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It hasn't gone to waste
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Lately all the missing pieces
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Have been falling into place
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And if I could go back and start over somehow
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I would not change that much
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Knowing what I know now
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Thought there have been sins
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I will regret
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Still I'm getting close, getting closer
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I don't have all the answers yet
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But I'm getting closer, getting closer
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I'm a mark for every shyster
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From Topanga to Berlin
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And I should have learned to kick them out
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As soon as they crawled in
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So to every bank in Switzerland
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That stores my stolen youth
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I'm alright because despite the laws
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You cannot hide the truth
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And although you will say
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I am still too naive
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But I have not lost faith
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In the things I believe
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And if I don't have a this all worked out
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Still I'm getting closer, getting closer
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I still have far to go no doubt
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But I'm still getting closer, getting closer
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Getting Closer
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| Billy Joel |
