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I want you to know I feel so cold
You've gone the wrong direction
Headed for the intersection lights

Too bright to see
Makes life so obscene
You've lost your mind to money
Now your art lacks all comedic moments
I'm telling you nothing you don't know

I want you to read my mind
Take your time
I feel a strange condition
Brought about by repetitious life

Too bright to see
Makes life so obscene
You've lost your mind to money
Now your art lacks all convincing moments
I'm telling you nothing you don't know


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