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all that hot air blows away, |
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today like every day. |
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i know what you really offer, |
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but i'm not here to kiss your ass. |
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playing games with what is true, never speak for yourself, |
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we all know it's not you, |
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you're just reading lines. |
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with your brown nose do low-bows, |
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but you hide this anyhow, |
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from those you use |
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your eyes glued, your mouth moves. |
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all that hot air blows away, |
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you're a winner - you know the way, |
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toothy smile, the right profile, |
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getting all of us to dial. |
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you never really listen, never really see, |
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emotions only lies used to fill the screen, |
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you never really talk, never really show, |
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all that glitter on, hollow down below. |
