Who the hell do they think they’re messing with?
All day, they preach about the myth
I have a different point of view
Not every thought is made out of the blue
They’ll never understand that they don’t sit on thrones
They can try till the cows come home
Even though they scream and make demands
I shall sit silently and ignore their commands
Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 11:06 AM UTC
Who the hell do they think they’re messing with?
All day, they preach about the myth
I have a different point of view
Not every thought is made out of the blue
They’ll never understand that they don’t sit on thrones
They can try till the cows come home
Even though they scream and make demands
I shall sit silently and ignore their commands
My peaceful protest
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