.[Verse 1]
Mister, are you looking at me?
I'm [?]
Afraid you want me to be
You got the, scissor>
And cut me free
Make the mould and pour the concrete
[?] of hypocrisy
It's a [?]
Our society, you're a [?]
No I'll never believe
So pull up your ancho.
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