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Words Of FoolsTo scared for confrontation. To weak to tell the truth. Instead you hide behind a mask. And speak the words of foolsColoured by the media. The shames of trendy fame. A replica of everything. Where everyone's the fucking same. Wake yourself from the slumber. Painted smiles, dishonest eyes. Tv-junk and politics. You're dead before you die. |