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They Make Me Mad
They used those fancy words to confuse your mind But since I never did no elocution rhymes Made me think that everything they said was fine So I nod and wink and smile I said I understood I went all the way Giving up myself to their philosophy Now that things have changed I make my mind up for myself I look back on all those words There's little meaning in their sound They make me mad They make me mad Mindless confusion makes me mad Look beyond people Untie your hands You're living in a time of shifting sands Fights are happening in other lands Now I shake my head and frown I'm getting off my knees I'm gonna teach myself A new philosophy Have things really changed? Do I make my mind up for myself? I look back on all those words There's little meaning in their sound They make me mad They make me mad Mindless confusion Makes me mad From Letras Mania