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Chameleon
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Words and music by Bob Hartman
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You want the best of both worlds
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You're not getting either
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You seem content to ride the fence
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When you know which side is greener
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Some run hot, some run cold
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Some run from their maker
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Some run the risk of losing out
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With lukewarm friends and fakers
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Chameleon
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You blend with your surroundings
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Chameleon
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Noone knows where you come from
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Chameleon
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You change with every situation
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Compromising dedication
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You compromise each word you say so innoffensively
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You only want to hide behind your anonymity
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You struggle for acceptance
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And it takes you to extremes
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The smile you hide your face behind
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Is not all that it seems
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Come out, come out
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Come out from among them
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Come out, come out
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Come out and be free
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There is no gray, no neutral ground
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There's only black and white
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And nothing in between the two
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To turn a wrong into right
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There is no time for your charade
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You've got to make your stand
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When salt has lost its savor
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The world becomes so bland
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Chameleon
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| Petra |
