Hey man, the story’s getting old
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Big lies, they always have been told
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But right now you face another man
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This time I turn the page around
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No rhyme, no reason to be found
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Why should I play the fool again
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I keep on running in circles
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In a crazy human race that never ends
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I was never taking more than I needed
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Always standing at the end of the line
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Waiting for my turn to succeed it
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But it’s hard to keep playing the part
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When there’s nothing left at all
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How come we always run for more
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The rich is stealing from the poor
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How come we’re never satisfied
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Don’t know what I’m afraid to loose
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Somehow I’m not allowed to choose
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God knows I’ve never really tried
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And Still we running in circles
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In a crazy human race that never ends
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I was never taking more than I needed
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Always standing at the end of the line
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Waiting for my turn to succeed it
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But it’s hard to keep playing the part
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When there’s nothing left at all
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Hey man, the story’s getting old
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Big lies, they always have been told
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But right now you face another man
|
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I keep on running in circles
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In a crazy human race that never ends
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I was never taking more than I needed
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Always standing at the end of the line
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Waiting for my turn to succeed it
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But it’s hard to keep playing the part
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When there’s nothing left at all
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Nothing Left At All
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| Gotthard |
