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Foolish Hearts

You think your mind rules your thoughts when you find your lost at heart and part is feeliní societies grasp on the situationÖsit impatiently waitiní for your lips to read the scriptÖthis mystery will trip up your words, lift up your skirt, till I mistrust a nerve, learn again why I canít discuss what hurts without fist-cuffs reverbÖIím tired of diving face first into a trap I set for myselfÖget sore, try helpÖin the end another discourse I fell intoÖRemorse, why dwell on truth when truth sells to you fellow realms of views used to mellow moodsÖI can tell its due, listen up and experience futures wellness choose sutures to settle soon enough and ruin trust, while no one meddles through the dustÖ There is time, to tell all your storiesÖ There is mind to wind all the lines for gloryÖ When they meet, you will see before me, If you please, you can always start conformingÖ Never did I see it, Itís better I believe itÖ For itís eatiní at my soul, the hole bled until this eveningÖ Even though itís cold now, reason shows this whole while- It was teasing with receiviní, being lone with no smileÖ Slow downÖtake a breathÖmake a step- In the right directionÖlife correction, wait a secÖ Like a lesson they protectÖ All the might protestiní stays in checkÖsave the blessings- Letís bring it to a close, dwa sing this you will know- Who will growÖlike a king who moved the throneÖ Clinginí to a bone dogÖput the pro in proteinÖ Bury truth the bestÖyet you donít see- What youíve becomeÖtrouble, you will runÖ On the double love ya muzzleÖcool it hunÖ Youíre wistfully callousÖthis will be maliceÖ Get the gist and be salvaged so take a sip from the chaliceÖ There is time, to tell all your storiesÖ There is mind to wind all the lines for gloryÖ When they meet, you will see before me, If you please, you can always start conformingÖ

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