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About-FaceNo more searching lost and found Duck duck goose spin me around All this culture conditioned lies By design muffled cries Further lessons in censorship Bleeding hearts shoot from the hip Nervous hands hold rifle steady A call to arms the brave are ready Internal bleeding from the cut All inside keep your mouth shut All these rules suppressive homes Biding time writing tomes In the open unprotected Fix yourself stand corrected I don't know where I went wrong Something took me and I went along Caught between good and evil Morals gone in upheavals I don't know where I went wrong Something fooled me and I played along Caught between rock and hard place Something saved me an about-face |
