All these words are genuine
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all these words are genuine
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All you do is runaway
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and say the words don't lead to pain
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Is it true what they say
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that if you had your way
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You would hide in the lies
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and be never seen again
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All these words are genuine
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all these words are genuine
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If I seem stupid it's alright
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cause this ain't a show this is my life
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I will do what I pray
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in the old or new way
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Heaven knows let me close
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cause I've always been the same
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All these words are genuine
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although I know it may seem
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Sometimes I'm lost in a dream
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but this is to show
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I'm genuine- it's really me
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I am the boy- I wanted to be
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I'm genuine
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And when I'm angry hold my hand
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and in frustration be my band
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To the heart we're heading
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and the load we're shedding
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We can leave and believe
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in the gut not in the plain
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All these words are genuine
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like the rose blown in the wind
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Still my roots are firmly in
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and this is to show
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This is genuine- it's tears I cry
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It's blood that I'm spilling
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so why should I lie
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And in the cracks there's jealousy
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But does there have to be
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this is to show
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All our words are genuine
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All these words are genuine
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Genuine
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Simon Townshend |