I could be jealous and grasping with greed
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I could pretend that I want something I don't need
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These are the things that go through my head
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But then, I could be an angel disguised as a man
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I could be the sun that shines in the midnight land
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If you would only stand in my corner
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Give that advantage to me
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Don't you feel something?
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You know what I'm thinking but
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I can't set it free
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We must
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Play this game, take the prize
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But not before you realize
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That win or lose, it's all the same
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Then maybe we can play this game
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I can't remember the reason I'm here
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Sometimes it seems like it's all out of habit or fear
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Sometimes I wish I could just go to sleep
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But then, I'll have a dream with a beautiful end
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I'll wake up and feel alive, then I'm off again
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If I could only keep your connection
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Give me whatever remains
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Then I might win you total liberation
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But I can't break these chains
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We must
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Play this game
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Let's pretend that we could never reach the end
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For it would be a crying shame
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If we can't learn to play this game
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Stand in my corner
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Give that advantage to me
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Stand in my corner
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Pull down a message with me
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The answer that evades our brains
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We only think we're wearing chains
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Play This Game
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Utopia |