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Just because opinion is fascist
Doesn't mean you don't hold onto your beliefs
Seven cents, a million, it's magic
Coppered in my feelings, don't just conduct
It can mean
And they drain me like a vampire
They threaten me
And they stock up all my outlets
It's like there's cellophane between me and the outside
And i don't think I'm staying fresh
