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Closed mind open mouth,
running and shutting yourself out
of so many wonderful beats;
All those voices full of fire,
but it’s always the wrong genre;

Closed mind open mouth, 
it never quite fits in the box 
of what you’re dressed up to be;
You could be watching them smolder,
but it’s always the wrong genre;

Closed mind open mouth, 
putting everyone and everything down; 
You end up looking like a clown; 
So much rhythm, joie de vivre
but it’s always the wrong genre; 

Closed mind open mouth 
it’s too much for you to handle; 
There is no category or label;
You could just feel that thunder, 
but it’s always the wrong genre;

The sound could be straight up sick, 
can’t hear it because you’re Genre phobic.

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