If reality was an ocean you¡¯re a puddle
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If it was all about your clothes then you¡¯ll be king
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But you gotta understand there is a struggle between doing what you want
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And doing your own thing
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(Chorus)
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Carry on your fake parade on your road of masquerade
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Ride the waves of vanity off the shores of sanity
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Curse your man upon the sea
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Waste your life of victory
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Your land your act your show it burns
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As your lonely world it turns
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Life¡¯s not an act you only get one chance
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And it¡¯s too short to sit and watch you dance
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There¡¯s hope for you, you just gotta know
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What¡¯s deep inside and written on your soul
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So get real and show who you are
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Just listen darling dear and you¡¯ll go far
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Tune your ear and listen to what I say
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There¡¯s hope for you if you turn the other way
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(Bridge)
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Wake up its more than what you see
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Wake up stop your vanity
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Wake up you¡¯re reaping what you sow
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Wake up you¡¯re fake and we all know
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Hoity Toity
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