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He climbs out of the limo

Into the stare of a chaperone

And a voice I barely recognize

Is trading money on the phone

I wonder if he’ll notice me

And the envy on my face

Infant in my fascination

Longing for his place

Whatever reason you can give

For the way you choose to live

It doesn’t matter in the end

Everything is relative

For every poor man with disease

There’s a rich man on his knees

A sinner, one who can’t forgive

Everything is relative

I’m waiting at the traffic light

In my Deutsches autocar

When he stumbles through the interstreet

Drinking poison from a jar

He wonders if I’ll notice him

And the tears upon his face

Soaked in his predestination

Longing for my place

Whatever reason you can give

For the way you choose to live

It doesn’t matter in the end

Everything is relative

For every poor man with disease

There’s a rich man on his knees

A sinner, one who can’t forgive

Everything is relative

The blades are always greener

On the other side of fate

But only relativity

Can differences create

Whatever reason you can give

For the way you choose to live

It doesn’t matter in the end

Everything is relative

For every poor man with disease

There’s a rich man on his knees

A sinner, one who can’t forgive

Everything is relative

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