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Isn't funny how some people never practice what the preach
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Isn't it sad that the strongest arm's still to short to reach
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I watch him struggle with the fact that he's become what he said he'll never be
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Hip parties and sunglasses at night they help him not to see
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Can he see?
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He's been high on a young girls vibe
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Never alone on a saturday night
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He's been a around the world, about a million times
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But he's never been love, not on the inside
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Isn't so messed up to be witness for a man who won't confess,
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He won't confess, no
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That he lost his truth, so caught up in believin' his own press
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I watch him struggle with the fact that he relies on people that don't really care,
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They don't care, no no no
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You say that the buisness is a whack
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So baby why are you so deep in there
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[Chorus (x1)]
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One day it's gonna be to late
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Or maybe it's to late, anyway
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Famous has made you shameless
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But not blameless
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Just loveless, loveless, loveless
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[Chorus (x2)]
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Not On The Inside
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Robyn |