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There's the way, yet you sit tight
You will not know what I'll describe
A state of mind you are in
Called ignorance the mother of sin
Your inner demon makes you blind
Self-satisfaction blocks your mind
How many times you droped a brick
But you don't care a pap for it
And no one has done anything to you
Full of fret
Full of hate
The things you say, the things you do
A lot of pride circulates
Your little demon talks to you
And no one has done anything to you
How can I tell you that I hate you?
You're hating yourself
How can I tell you that I like you?
You need no one
Here is my helping hand
Don't turn down, I offer it just once!
You will not know what I'll describe
A state of mind you are in
Called ignorance the mother of sin
Your inner demon makes you blind
Self-satisfaction blocks your mind
How many times you droped a brick
But you don't care a pap for it
And no one has done anything to you
Full of fret
Full of hate
The things you say, the things you do
A lot of pride circulates
Your little demon talks to you
And no one has done anything to you
How can I tell you that I hate you?
You're hating yourself
How can I tell you that I like you?
You need no one
Here is my helping hand
Don't turn down, I offer it just once!