when you talk naive to me
it makes me want to cry, so effectively
'cause when you talk naive to me
it makes me want to die, so collectively

and the boys are so wretched
and the girls see their best bits
and the boys are so wretched
and the girls see their best bits

around here they fabricate their lies
better then governments
i'm not your detroit factory floor, i'm an open door
and when you talk naive to me, it makes me want to cry

what if I made a bad selection
burned myself up just to bring some light in illumination, elucidation

now, over-education is my search and destroy
is my search and destroy
over-education is my search and destroy
over-education...

I count it off for all the jackels, so uncomfortable in their skin
I count it off from my conception, I was'nt born to be bored, I have a birth to avenge
I count it off, I count it off

I was'nt born to be bored, I have a birth to avenge
I was'nt born to be bored, I have a birth to avenge

now my heart needs an anodyne
for my heart there's nothing I can buy
so run a test, a double-blind
test for an infection
run a test, a double-blind
test for an infection
run a test, a double-blind

I will confess to your perfection
I will confess to your perfection

and the boys are so wretched
and the girls see their best bits
and the boys are so wretched
and the girls see their best bits

and the boys are so wretched
and the girls see their best bits
and the girls, oh, and the girls


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