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How long it takes you to turn it on you think it's useless to feed that lore Soon it will be mood, your disrespect to the thoughts of other tongues. How long you need to turn the light on your brain as nothing than fashion toll Hope he gets the misunderstanding of everything you told. Ooooooh there is pretence on your words Look to yourself on and go be saved from the arrogance you swell. You'll never learn what it means at all Be sure you don't deserve sweetness, even You're lucky I still keep control Nobody would like give you his livin' x2 How does your brain work, You'll never know Your mind to uncork, to stuff with straw Hope your mould has been trashed the last time was used to build your world. How much they paid you to taste the gore I feel this way 'cause it costs you more Hope you'll learn soon what these words mean or You'll never learn at all. Ooooooh there is pretence on your chords Look to yourself on and go be saved from the arrogance you swell. You'll never learn what it means at all Be sure you don't deserve sweetness, even You're lucky I still keep control Nobody would like give you his livin' |