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Authoritis

Authoritis Its a sad state of mind When the head draws a blank No good rhymes can you find Ive been cursed with this illness So my songs go unsung This sickness Authoritis But Im way way to young Im sure that even the best Must go through this test To challenge their mind See what they might find But this Authoritis you see Has gotten the better of me So I must break away we'll talk another day

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