| You tell me I’m the devil
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| Then scratch my flesh with your horns
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| You tell me do what I say
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| Don’t do what I’ve done
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| I can see the way you act and
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| I can see the way you lie
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| I can see the truth right through you
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| Open up your mouth and fly
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| You say you are better than me
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| You say you are all supreme
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| You can’t tell the truth in spite of you
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| And every little step a dream
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| Hypocrite
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| Hypocrite
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| Hypocrite
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| Hypocrite
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| Everything I do you tell me
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| Everything I do is wrong
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| Lecture all about the evils
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| Go until I write this song
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| And make a pile your opinions
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| Make an observation law
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| Don’t hold back and tell me what you
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| Hear and feel and spoke and saw
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| Hypocrite, oh yeah
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| Hypocrite
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| Hypocrite
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| You’re nothing but a
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| Hypocrite
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| Yeah
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| Don’t know what to do
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| Don’t know where to go
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| But I know what you’re gonna say
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| Take a stab at all my dreams and visions
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| Lash out, maybe guilt will wash away
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| Wash away
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| Don’t know what to do
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| Don’t know where to go
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| But I know what you’re gonna say
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| Take a stab at all my dreams and visions
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| Lash out, maybe guilt will wash away
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| Hypocrite
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| Hypocrite
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| Hypocrite
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| Hypocrite
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| Hypocrite
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| Hypocrite
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| Hypocrite
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| Hypocrite
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| Hypocrite, hypocrite
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| Hypocrite, hypocrite
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| Hypocrite |