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My cover's blown (Blown) Now you see I'm as sensitive And as dysfunctional as the last All it takes is somethin' insensitive For you to say to me, you'll get judgement fo' (Fo') Even if he doesn't know (Know) Every insult will hit deeper than a sunken boat And then next thing you know He's in sulk and salty off the deep end Neck inside a fuckin' rope (Oh no!) With a hit of the gavel in my mind Legs scrape the gravel as I cry, down on my knees Like I'm prayer that I'm sendin' to god Tends to get thought, even though I do not believe But somethin' tells me that this dichotomy Between those who succeed and cannot compete Isn't psychology, it is your loyalty To an all-powerful being, rather horns or a ring We don't Know what we know But I know We're beyond hope Livin' as a chronic fence-sitter Ain't a gift as much as it's a curse Letras de cancionesAlways the meditator as a middleman Want it settled? Then you can defer (Yeah, yeah) Always am sympathetic to both sides of divisive The give-you-headache typa per- Son, I'm a sinner, rest easy, me sent to the hades Is more than I prolly disserve but What if I get to the promised land? Nah, never dwell on my status Or my standin' besides an ovation That's the only judgment that I'm facin' That I know of, no one Does and if they do, they lyin' Ain't gon' waste my life for a life beyond If I barely get the one that I'm in now We don't Know what we know But I know We're beyond hope From Letras Mania