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Facts based on Einstein and his followersThis had to work, he was an educated manAll the equations were perfectlyArranged so he could have a front row seat nowAnd your conscience is lowAnd your conscience isBurning a path for us to shareClothes draped on silos near the Emperor's gate nowAnd your conscience is lowConscience is low.But he couldn't find another wayHe searched for years but yet he couldn't find the answerA bleeding afterbirth of what was doneStill lurked in shadows and appeared on every corner.Give me a call, give me a callGive me a call so I can teach you a lessonGive me a call, give me a callGive me a call so I can give you a reason to stayAnd your conscience is lowConscience is low.Letras de cancionesNinety nineTwo hundred and fivePyriteTrickles down the spines of thoseWithout their enemiesReal or not, the spine still tingles itSo predictable but I hope you're awareThat people will notice this forgery.And your conscience is lowConscience is lowBut he couldn't find another wayHe searched for years but yet he couldn't find the answerGive me a call, give me a callGive me a call so I can give you a reason to stayAnd your conscience is lowConscience is low. From Letras Mania