Dripping wet with practiced sincerity,
Cute slogans for intangible mysteries.
You reduce your god (pruned to profit your ego)
To a TV commercial,
"Buy what I sell! (advertise, advertise!)" you scream,
"Purchase my lifestyle!"
I once held the key, but now I have nothing.
And you are so naïve,
IÂ’m sorry for leading you along.
IÂ’m just a man.
IÂ’m just a man.
IÂ’m just a man.
Wake me up and wipe the cliché from my eyes,
ItÂ’s killing me when all I see is hypocrisy and lies.
I know that my faults bring me down, itÂ’s a constant battle.
ThatÂ’s why I have to be honest with you now.
IÂ’m not your saint, IÂ’m not your savior.
I once held the key, but now I have nothing.
And you are so naïve,
IÂ’m sorry for leading you along.
IÂ’m just a man.
IÂ’m just a man.
IÂ’m just a man.
I once held the key
To everything you ever dreamed of.
Now I have nothing,
IÂ’m sorry for leading you along.
IÂ’m just a man.
IÂ’m just a man.
IÂ’m just a man.
compositores: GREGORY PERKINS, KEN GORMLY
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