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[Verse 1, Spoken Word] So here’s a thought There’s something more I’d like to say Cut from the same cloth But often seems as if we’re out of range As you stomp over frequencies To get your point across Caught up in the crossfire It seems to me you’re the one that’s lost [Verse 2, Spoken Word] Evidence is the fact that you got nothing left to hide I am afraid of your kind The blame, the faults Repulsed by your smile And don’t string me along anymore It’s become this common cure And it’s fucking taboo The specs didn’t match thе tool And this bastards truth, keeps hassling you You ready for revengе? I got my cast and crew [Instrumental Outro]