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Throw me out, man

A Song
[I don't know the tune]

A thousand times
did my mind scream
Throw me out
Throw me out, man
Throw me out
I don’t belong to you

Where do I belong?
Who do I belong to?
Not to you,
never to you.
Never to your lies.

Dinna I try to belong?
Dinna I try my best?
And what you did?
You screwed me
Screwed me all over.

Where do I belong?
Who do I belong to?
Not to you,
never to you.
Never to your lies.

Bloodsucking vampire
is what you are
Preaching
sucking
politics
religion
Sucked ma trust
Ma trust
Ma trust

Where do I belong?
Who do I belong to?
Not to you,
never to you.
Never to your lies.


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