Tell me more,
Since you know,
But how do you know,
Do you ever stop to listen?

You don’t even like your way,
Well not done back to you,
Only your voice rewinded,
Lying an echo chamber,

Is this cheat ache heartburn,
It’s not even from the left,
But it all hurts,
Until it stops,

What can one expect?
You swallowed it whole,
Now even your gut is poisoned,
Who will you follow?

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