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Dead Poetic Four Wall Blackmail Stereochild (Your tradition) I�m getting so sick of creating this music to please you The way it used to be is the very thing that blinds you. That�s why you can�t see my God move �Cause this is not then, and I�m not like you. (Damnation) Your excuse for good advice. Their mouths are wide, but you feed them lies (Reputation) You�re full of indecency. You are exactly the portrait they painted you to be. Stereo Child That�s why you can�t see my God move �Cause this is not then, and I�m not like you. You refuse to speak, and they�ll listen. But I won�t be predicted. I won�t be your stereo. I won�t be predicted, never. |
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