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You Read the Books I Read the People

Is it the ignorance that you exploit 
or is it the confidence that they appoint 
when something’s so stupid it wasn’t considered 
it was overlooked and therefore it delivered 
something so dumb that it isn’t suspected 
creeps through the net totally undetected 

If they think you’re blonde then it’s there too play up to 
straight through the pigeon hole they’ve put before you 

only the dumb place people in categories 
a lack of foresight from those not visionaries 
intelligent people can lose their advantage 
thinking it is so easy they don’t need to manage 

I meet expectations they think are true 
by playing it dumb so they haven’t a clue 
then it’s bad luck or some sort of coincidence 
never suspecting of planned incidence 

but most people see there’s a point to be proved
trying to show they’re not stupid as accused 
but why would I care when they think me so low 
just take the room they’ve given and use it to go 
you wanna see stupid then that’s what you’ll see 
you’re looking for stupid then that’s what I’ll be 

Even if I’m stupid I’m still better than you 
judging people in the way that you do 
absorb information and calculate too 
but reading people isn’t within your view 
missing the variable from your equation 
and that variant is there for exploitation 

a full gone conclusion ahead of the game 
that prediction is destined to bring shame 
you’ve worked me out and you seek indicators 
but I’ve worked you out from all your behaviours 
you think my awareness can’t cope and won’t notice 
and as a result I move out of your focus 

I just do dumb things when you’re in the room 
doing exactly what you have assumed 
you might have the grammar the maths or the science 
you’re playing a game that I win with defiance 
cus people have played this game throughout my life 
the signs are something I can see without light  

It’s simple I just meet the bar that you’ve set 
you shouldn’t judge people you’ve only just met 
it’s done too manipulate for selfish gain 
there aren’t many victories put in your name 
that shallow vanity used to feed the ego 
someone below wanting better than equal 

I don’t meet people and need to compete 
but you do because you’re so hopelessly weak 
so think me as lesser and I’ll better you 
after it’s happened you’ll be left confused 

you do this because of an instinctive need 
something you’re not that you wish you could be 
something you’re not but you see it in me 
I guess clever doesn’t solve insecurity

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