I wish I knew, I wish I knew What makes me, me, and what makes you, you. It's just another point of view, ooo. A state of mind I'm going through, yes. So what I see is never true, ahhh.
I wish I could tell, I wish I could tell What makes a heaven what makes a hell. And do I get to ring my bell, ooo. Or land up in some dusty cell, no. While others reach the big hotel, yeah.
I wish I had, I wish I had The secret of good, and the secret of bad. Why does this question drive me mad? ahhh. 'cause I was taught when but a lad, yes, That bad was good and good was bad, ahhh.
I wish I knew the mystery of That thing called hate, and that thing called love. What makes the in-between so rough? ahhh. Why is it always push and shove? ahhh I guess I just don't know enough, yes.
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