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Directly to my helmet Directly to my heart Directly to my hairline Where do I start? It's not like art is just value Just try not to argue Your work looks good Your look works great How can I state The point of view you create It's not too late to resolve it And if I can't solve it I'll look at the object And that's what I'll call it How can I respect the opinions of none? Directly enhancing the sum Directly to my helmet Indirectly to my skull If I said I loved it All she balled I'm not that tall so the impact Was more than deserving The plastic champagne was the least of unnerving How can I respect the opionions of none? Directly enhancing the sum Of all work summed I'll tell you it never gets old I'll tell you it never gets old I'll tell you that it never gets old |