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Look at all these blisters on my feet All that misinformation don't mean that much to me And if I had the chance to tell you how I really felt I'd say it's up to me to play the cards that I was dealt And I never start my work with the assumption That somebody wants to help Look at all these blisters on my feet All those silly conversations don't mean that much to me And if I had the chance to say the words that come to mind I'd say that everybody here is perfectly designed To walk along an empty road and pick up anything That they can find Yeah you can't deny it Look at all these blisters on my feet All that misinformation doesn't mean that much to me And if you took a moment just to let me have the floor I'd say that all my fear and shame have fallen out the door And searching for acceptance or permission isn't worth it anymore Now I'm finished From Letras Mania