Look I don't mean to be rude
But I have had enough of you
And I've had it with all of your suits
And the ties that you tie with entitlement.
But I will take a walk in your shoes
careful not to be consumed
By the secrets you keep in your room -
That you conceal with covert-ed governance.
And why stop yourself saying what you wanna say?
You don't want this no more
You don't want that no more
And why stop yourself feeling how you really feel?
You don't care about us on our nooses
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