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Chorus:
you don’t preach what you teach, how do you look in that reflective surface you call a mirror? speech don’t mean nothin’ now, you can say whatever made up words you want the teleprompter is just a guide and I don’t even think the truth is in your vocab,
verse 1:
you stole my soul away in the night, telling me that I couldn’t be anyone but somehow you could oh I’m sorry did you just forget what words came out of that hole in your face you preach about as much as that atheist down the lane the world is crawling with you people you’d need Sherlock Holmes to find one who’s memory’s good
verse 2:
I trust you now next minute I’m not too sure, people surround me I just can’t imagine what would happen if I trusted any of them maybe I’d end up as a hat on their pretty little head, hey you want to come over for dinner, hey did you hear that goats in the back row
verse 3:
you ruined my hopes and dreams and now they’re swimming in my now destroyed pool a rat has a better future than me, I don’t see a shiny future for you either now what was that chrome plated biography cover for again you see now I’m better than you and your gonna fade into non existence, no-one remembers that name of yours
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