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Draw the sword we've all seen before The bandwagon cuts deep and drains out all the fun that I fuckin' ever had in me With quick tongues, the blood runs fast but I hope in two weeks your beliefs still last cuz it's fucking politics, not the music that you dumbasses all romanticize So who fucking cares if I make a fool out of myself in your eyes I just can't find the right words to scream that cookies and cake will never fuckin' set a prisoner free From Letras Mania