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How can it become My form of rebellion Is speaking the truth? Soothsayers could not talk to God The way I can And you are not god You are man The whole worlds a cynic What can you do for me? And all that I see Idiotic people everywhere People people people And people are stupid The whole worlds a cynic What can people offer? How can it become My form of rebellion Is loving on? Mystics don't know the spirits The way I do They talk to you You haven't got a clue The whole world's a cynic What do we give? Just people multiplying Not living than dying People people people And people are stupid The whole me is a cynic And if I have nothing to say That you want to hear Nothing to make you smile when you don't deserve it My form of rebellion is speaking truth That goes over your head and through the roof Something you'll never comprehend But don't worry, I understand People are stupid
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May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 3:04 AM UTC
Dont Worry, I Understand
How can it become My form of rebellion Is speaking the truth? Soothsayers could not talk to God The way I can And you are not god You are man The whole worlds a cynic What can you do for me? And all that I see Idiotic people everywhere People people people And people are stupid The whole worlds a cynic What can people offer? How can it become My form of rebellion Is loving on? Mystics don't know the spirits The way I do They talk to you You haven't got a clue The whole world's a cynic What do we give? Just people multiplying Not living than dying People people people And people are stupid The whole me is a cynic And if I have nothing to say That you want to hear Nothing to make you smile when you don't deserve it My form of rebellion is speaking truth That goes over your head and through the roof Something you'll never comprehend But don't worry, I understand People are stupid
Peasants, pions, be denied of onion rings.
torin
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May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 3:04 AM UTC
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