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you do everything right for all the wrong reasons

and you use all the tricks of the trade

From the tip of your toes to the tip of your
tongue

you've carefully planned your crusade

It's all surface no substance, all payed in
advance

but you're the one paying the price

and the only thing left will be a hole in your
pocket

when everyone else gets their slice/has been
given their slice

where are you now, what have you done

what have you got left, what have you become

you had the world in your hands but it slipped
through

your fingers and now look at what you've become

The masterplan wasn't yours you were just the
excuse

To squeeze out some juice from the fruit

and nobody cares about your personal life

all you are is the latest recruit

the sweet smell of success has a foul aftertaste

and when you've lost your place in the sun

what you won't do for you love you just do for
money

so you'd best take the money you can and then run

where are you now, what have you done

you had the world in your hands but it slipped
through

your fingers and now look at what you've become

where are you now, what have you done

what have you got left, what have you become

there are no rules in the book that apply to the
game

the truth comes like a slap in the face

And the next runner up gets a moment to shine

in the spotlight once you've lost your place

keep on wearing that suit for as long as it fits

and pretend that it's not wearing you

and while your busy being somebody you're not

you're much better off not even having a clue