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ev'rything i own's what i believe in...
ev'rything i've lost is meant to stay...
ev'rything i have i just can't throw away...
'cause ev'rybody else wants me to say...
i don't know if that's what i believe in...
i don't know if i could really stay...
(but) i don't know if i could really break it up...
(and) i don't know if that's what i can say...!?
i don't want it...don't you know that i'm alive?
I can't have it...don't you know it's not mine?
don't you feel it...i know something ain't right,
if i can't have my way...!
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