What do you think when you spit in my face How does it feel to accuse and to haze Now look at me, Im not one of your kind And I prefer to stay behind And walk the wicked way We dont wanna be like you Dont you get that king of fools We dont mind your life is trite You are the king of fools We are never gonna be like you We dont follow king of fools Youre the blind to lead the blind And I walk the wicked way You feel at ease as you flock with the masses What do you see with your heads in their asses Keep on railing at what I believe Call me insane and I am proud to be And walk the wicked way We dont wanna be like you Dont you get that king of fools We dont mind your life is trite You are the king of fools Were not gonna be like you We dont follow king of fools You are the blind to lead the blind oh
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