Rectifier

You've got a big mouth! Blessed with no brain! You cannot keep up, it's all in vain No use discussing 'cause intelligence you lack You can't keep up, no hope, you stabbed me in the back All talk, no...

I'm still afraid of the ghosts that can see me They know my thoughts, they read my mind Beside myself I judge my condition I close my eyes but can't go blind I'm feeling all the heat, all the chaos...

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