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No sorry just complainsPrejudice made from chainsI feel all my life the sameLike a prisoner insane.And now I'm breaking rulesrebellion without toolsA little piece of mindwanna leave my head behind.I was trying to be goodand I've been misunderstoodI lost all the things I hadno more words will leave my head..
