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There's a time for not speaking out |
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I was amused by the casting of shouts |
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Walk by on a stupid whim |
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Into your neck where the theory begins |
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Never spoke of this you know |
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This is a place where we can't be candid |
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Cheecky smite that you could hear |
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Try to crawl into something |
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They didn't make |
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And miss the core |
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Already know that i'm wrong |
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So why obsess about what side i'm on |
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All this will fall into seed |
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I'm not approaching you |
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Cuz i'm afraid that you might move |
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I'll the color when i speak |
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This behavior has a right |
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And it's better than the counter |
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That you might |
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Lose some skin that you didn't have to fun |
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Reach the point and lose the joy |
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Reach the place and shut my mouth off |
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From your forearm shouts a tear |
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Crawling off into another growth |
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And it is steep |