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All come together and form one line Don't think freely stay with your kind Force their issues their points of view Don't let them invade your space Back to the line time when the lines are drawn They take your money And then they're done Their hypocrisy seems so fake Push to the point that I've got to break I'll take my finger and Stick it in your face I'll take my finger and stick it If you had it your way I'd be down in my grave You'd leave me where we parted I'd be counting the ways You've destroyed me for days Now I feel so disguarded From Letras Mania