Like when I was at school
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I had to seem a good polite boy
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And I had to do what they wanted me to,
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Now I am out but the rules did not change
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It¡¯s the same old story
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It¡¯s the same old fuckin¡¯ rotten game.
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Fake smiles, they¡¯re always fine
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There¡¯s nothing different
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From Carry¡¯s Truman Show
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I¡¯m fed up looking at you
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Knowing all your deceits.
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Run Run away
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Don¡¯t try to make me stay
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I decided to change and now
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I¡¯m gonna play my game
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Leave this place
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I¡¯m going to try and try
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Fighting against your lies
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Till my dreams come true.
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You Know what I am doing
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I suppose you could refuse it
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But I¡¯ll never accept your lies
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To try to make me seem
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A new enemy of the correct nations
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A new warning to give to children
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Of the person they¡¯re not supposed to be
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¡®Cause they have to grow up as robots
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Or at best never grow up
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I¡¯m fed up looking at you
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Knowing all your deceits.
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We want to open with this melody
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To ask you to think and
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Fight for your freedom
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We would appreciate to see at our gigs
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people who care about their lives
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We can make a change if you stand up and
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Reach a decision.
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...Still Against The World
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