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AWOO - The Hidden Cameras

From the moment I was taught to resist the education

To hold it hostage until I know he loves me

With a shrug and an ugh I unleash my holy power

With a feeling of the end of my last examination

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How sweet is the curd of my own rich qualities

I'd rather wallow in the mud of my own imagination

If I am naked on the throne

I'll be working in the boneyard

Haunts the blood like a bad reputation

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I've got 25 bucks can you save my reputation

Acting like nothing ever happened to me ever

But if I covet and conform to my own witch qualities

I will be working for my own now

At least I know he loves me not

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