| Don’t damn me when I speak a piece of mind
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| 'Cause silence isn’t golden when I’m holding it inside
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| 'Cause I’ve been where I have been and I’ve seen what I have seen
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| I put the pen to the paper 'cause it’s all a part of me
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| Be it a song or a casual conversation
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| To hold my tongue speaks of quiet reservations
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| Your words, once heard, they can place you in a faction
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| My words may disturb, but at least there’s a reaction
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| Oh yeah, oh, oh yeah
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| Sometimes I wanna kill, sometimes I wanna die
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| Sometimes I wanna destroy, sometimes I wanna cry
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| Sometimes I could get even, sometimes I could give up
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| Sometimes I could give, sometimes I never give a fuck
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| It’s only for a while, I hope you understand
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| I never wanted this to happen, didn’t want to be a man
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| So I hid inside my world, I took what I could find
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| I cried when I was lonely, I fell down when I was blind
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| So, don’t damn me when I speak a piece of mind
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| 'Cause silence isn’t golden when I’m holding it inside
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| 'Cause I’ve been where I have been and I’ve seen what I have seen
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| I put the pen to the paper 'cause it’s all a part of me
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| How can I ever satisfy you?
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| And how can I ever make you see that
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| Deep inside, we’re all somebody
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| And it don’t matter who you, you wanna be?
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| But now I gotta smile, I hope you comprehend
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| For, this man can say it happened 'cause this child has been condemned
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| So I stepped into your world, I kicked you in the mind
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| And I’m the only witness to the nature of my crime
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| But look at what we’ve done to the innocent and young
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| Whoa, listen to who’s talking 'cause we’re not the only ones
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| The trash collected by the eyes and dumped into the brain
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| Said, it tears into our conscious thoughts, you tell me, who’s to blame?
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| I know you don’t wanna hear me cryin'
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| And I know you don’t wanna hear me deny
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| That your satisfaction lies in your illusion
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| But your delusions are yours, and not mine
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| We take for granted, we know the whole story
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| We judge a book by its cover and read what we want
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| Between selected lines
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| Don’t hail me and don’t idolize the ink
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| Or I’ve failed in my intentions, can you find the missing link?
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| Your only validation is living your own life
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| Vicarious existence is a fucking waste of time
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| So I send this song to the offended
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| I said what I meant and I’ve never pretended
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| As so many others do, intending just to please
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| If I damned your point of view, could you turn the other cheek?
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| Oh
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| Don’t damn me when I speak a piece of mind
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| 'Cause silence isn’t golden when I’m holding it inside
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| 'Cause I’ve been where I’ve been and I’ve seen what I have seen
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| I put the pen to the paper 'cause it’s all a part of me
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| Don’t damn me
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| I said, don’t damn me
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| I said, don’t hail me
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| Ah, don’t damn me
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| Ouh
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| Smoke 'em if you got 'em
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| Alright, that sucked |