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Knocking
I realize your real eyes are deserted and dead
But humor me and pay attention to what is rarely said
Something important. What is it you ask?
Shut your fucking mouth and then you would know
Listen please, to what I have to say
There you go again, you just threw it away
Why should I even give you a chance?
Your cruelty is proven by this circumstance
I won't give you satisfaction for your ignorance
I'll laugh at your pitiful attempt at masochistic penance
Tell yourself you've done good, opened my eyes to your faith
But you've only confirmed my distaste of your race
But humor me and pay attention to what is rarely said
Something important. What is it you ask?
Shut your fucking mouth and then you would know
Listen please, to what I have to say
There you go again, you just threw it away
Why should I even give you a chance?
Your cruelty is proven by this circumstance
I won't give you satisfaction for your ignorance
I'll laugh at your pitiful attempt at masochistic penance
Tell yourself you've done good, opened my eyes to your faith
But you've only confirmed my distaste of your race
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