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Lifeâs been good I canât complain so far
Designer clothes, expensive caviar
And gated homes to keep the wolves at bay
Tinted glass to hide my guilt and shame
Neon signs and vagrants at the door
Broken values, needles, liquor stores
And wonât somebody help me to believe
Help me to deny the things I see
AmMaj7
But whatever comes your way
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
when it all comes down you make it through
You got the whole world around
You got the whole world around
Something tells me not to make a scene
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Open up your heart and let me in
EmMaj7
Iâve traveled far enough to meet my own demise
Seems that everyone I know still wears the same disguise
Take me, rape me, push me down as long as Iâm understood
Like the soldiers view from the bunkers to
towers at Park Avenue yeah yeah yeah
- - - â - - -
Something tells me not to make a scene
....
Open up your heart and let me in
You got the whole world around
You got the whole world around
Something tells me not to make a scene
Open up your heart and let me in
You got the whole world around
You got the whole world around
You got the whole world around
You got the whole world around
You got the whole world around
You got the whole world around