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I don't believe anything You said
Can I tell you that much?
People go off the opposite end of the spectrum
I guess I have
Nothing You said is going to convince me otherwise
There will always be tests
There will always be making
But I am tired
And won't be making no more
There will always be something
And You'll always be making something
But I won't be
Because I set in my way
It will end up in the same place anyway
Nothing is going to change
You are going to do what You are going to do
Same kinds of tests, same kinds of things
Same kinds of maneuvers
Same kinds of hoops!
Well take your hoops and shove it
Because I ain't jumping
It's getting kind of old - too old
I ain't doing it
Tell me something new that I haven't heard
Tell me something different that I haven't done
Same kind, same story
I ain't going through it
Leave me be, will Ya?
I ain't mess with You
And don't want to mess with You
Mess
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