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DmSympathy just Gdoesn't mean That muDmch to me G DmCompassion's not AThe fashion in myDm mind DmAnd if you're looking for GA shoulder to cry on DmDon't turn your head mGy way 'cauDmse I'd rather have AMy music any Dmday
DmYou and I are GMasters of our deDmstiny G DmWe look for consAolation all thDme time Until weDm find out things are nGot What they were Dmmeant to be, oGh no And if itDm doesn't suit ouAr mood We'lDml call it crime
GmDedication's not an obliDmgation Or a fiAgment of Someone's imDmagination It's the oGmnly way they say To lDmive from day to day To makAe each passing way A smalDml sensation
Dreams are the possession of The simple man Reality the fantasy of youth But living is a problem that Is common to us all With love the only Common road to truth