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Sometimes I have lied to get away
and I expect I´ll lie again some day
I don´t claim to be an upright man
I only claim to do the best I can
You can call me anything your heart desires
I know I´m not a poster boy ´round here
I just don´t believe this world you´re selling me
and I guess I´ll never be man of the year
Sometimes I have taken what ain´t mine
I confess that I have crossed the line
Now I don´t claim to be all I can be
I only claim to know what sets me free
You can call me anything your heart desires
I know I´m not a poster boy ´round here
I just don´t believe this world you´re selling me
and I guess I´ll never be man of the year
E Nyström (Manus) |
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