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Thanks, But No Thanks

Trash Talk

You preach of necessary evils, margins and bargains, bullshit and slogans
A lie is still a lie, and I see between the dotted lines
You sought me out, clawed at my eyes
Why should I have to follow the blind
Tear at my face, then up the stakes, I've made up my mind

You're screaming promises that I don't want to hear
My eyes are shut to you, both hands over my ears
Your indecision's disguised as inner vision
You ask me what I want, but never listen
You're screaming promises that I don't want to hear
My eyes are shut to you, both hands over my ears
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