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Oct 2013
They say I see things different
To the way they see the truth
They brandish me unruly, unkempt
And for kicks toss in uncouth
They tell me if I keep my ways
Hell, Id be playing just to lose

But I say I am no gambler
And I swear I'm not a liar
And I scream I'm not on trial here
So go ahead and cast your noose

You're a bigot and a fraud
And a sadist and a fiend
You wanna see me squirm and squeal
Just to prove you can be mean

But I got something more than you, you know
More than you will ever have
It's knowledge I may go down this time
But I'll be going down
With the upper hand
Written by
Tarryn
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