| I am not OK with this TV in my face
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| And liar after liar
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| With nothin' bout nothin' higher
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| I am on the outside peerin' in to your world
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| And all the boys and girls are singin'
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| Save me, save me from the one
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| Who only rapes me
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| Take away my TV, don’t want your fuckin' recipe
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| It’s all decay decay decay
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| Not today today today
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| Take away my TV, don’t want your fuckin' therapy
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| It’s all decay cecay decay
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| Not today, not today
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| It’s our world and I’m on fire with anger
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| And desire not the kind that they feed
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| To me with their emptiness
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| And greed greed greed
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| I don’t give a fuck what you say about me
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| Everything you are is just a tool to me
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| So just set up the mic and let me do my thing
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| In the consciousness
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| Of each and every sentient being
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| Rainin' down like a thunderstorm into your mind
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| Maybe not the first, the second or even the third time
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| But eventually, you won’t be able to put me down
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| You’ll be havin' me with breakfast
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| In your coffee grounds |