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| Relations 
 What does it take to be a man?
 What does it take to be a friend?
 I see you lying on the pavement
 Watching the world pass us by
 
 You're my relation
 You're my relation
 
 What does it mean to be a man
 To be a friend?
 I wish that I could be a saint
 And lay my hand on you
 
 Is there a line between my eyes?
 And a rhythm inside?
 What can I do to make a difference?
 Someone take off my disquise
 
 What does it mean to be a man
 To be a friend?
 I wish that I could be a saint
 And lay my hand on you
 
 Your eyes are staring at me
 Just reach my hand
 You're my relation
 You're my relation
 
 
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