| «Good evening»
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| She says to herself with haughty eyes
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| The motive lies behind them
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| He walks in proudly, loosens his tie
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| So satisfied to keep walking past
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| All the people you used to know
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| I say hello, «Please to meet you,» she said
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| Although I knew her some years ago
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| What are you trying to prove?
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| What are you trying to lose
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| As you condescend through the room
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| With your subtle grip on the ruins of old?
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| What are you trying to prove?
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| What are you doing talking bad on those you knew
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| With your subtle grip on the ruins
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| Of ten years ago and counting?
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| So just stop it, hey, take it easy
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| It’s not hard to see you’ve had one too many
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| And do you kiss your mother
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| With that mouth you have talking at me?
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| And do you think you try too hard?
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| You’re holding on to things forgotten
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| So how are you?
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| I am sincerely asking about you
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| What are you trying to prove?
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| What are you trying to lose
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| As you condescend through the room
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| With your subtle grip on the ruins of old?
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| What are you trying to prove?
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| What are you doing talking bad on those you knew
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| With your subtle grip on the ruins
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| Of ten years ago and counting?
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| So slow down
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| You don’t have anything to prove
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| So quit the self-aggrandizing
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| What are you trying to prove?
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| What are you trying to lose
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| As you condescend through the room
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| With your subtle grip on the ruins of old?
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| What are you trying to prove?
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| What are you doing talking bad on those you knew
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| With your subtle grip on the ruins
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| Of ten years ago and counting?
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| Did I nail? |
| Did I nail it?
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| Nail it, yeah I nailed
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| Yeah I nailed it, nailed it |