Your brains operate the way mine doesn’t
You call me mistaken ‘cause I’m not in prison
Set on sand castles you yell on my might
Any puppets can’t stand for a fight
The way I go is the way I shouldn’t
It’s where I doom just because you couldn’t
Even dare to think leave aside the attempts
You live in a hole where wisdom exempts
Shit in your pants and claim to clean my sight
I know you very well. You bloody hypocrites.

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