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Heart sick at the sight of theStatus SeekerIn a sense I’m not beyond reproachthe aspiration to drop a nameWhen any rose might smell the sameMaybe you’ll figure it out someday’I want to know you now…You know I’ve always believed in you.’Nothing is sacred…You draw the bottom linewith a dollar signChange of opinion…At the drop of a dimeGraceless intrusion…Are you sanctified in your judgment of me?All that I deserve is what you were unable to seeIn a garden where the seeds were spilledI favored the few that stood strong in the sunAs I reached for the profit of my prizeI found I had trampled the forgotten ones.Nothing is sacred…You draw the bottom linewith a dollar signChange of opinion…At the drop of a dimeGraceless intrusion…Are you sanctified in your judgment of me?All that I deserve is what you were unable to seeYou’re running in circlesAnd I’m turning awayYou refused to believeNow I’m turning awayNothing is sacred…You draw the bottom linewith a dollar signChange of opinion…At the drop of a dimeGraceless intrusion…Are you sanctified in your judgment of me?All that I deserve is what you were unable to seeYou’re running in circlesAnd I’m turning awayYou refused to believeNow I’m turning away