I'm cynical, they say.
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Petrified, maybe.
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Disgusted by his ways,
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And a conscious is clear and I fear it is free to betray.
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Premeditated crime,
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Now he plans and drinks until it's time
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A crutch to use upon his prey,
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She didn't know, it's not the way to love.
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And I will judge a book by its cover.
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Because you know it's all we, know it's all we have.
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And I will judge a book by its cover.
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So break my binding and tear my paper,
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Just leave a page to sign your name.
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It's evident today, and the evidence lays awake,
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Regretting her last drink.
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Drank her way to the bed and she said go ahead with a wink
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Justifies his ways, and he can't look at her face.
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He utters those three words,
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She's oblivious, but tomorrow she will learn.
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And I will judge a book by its cover.
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Because you know it's all we, know it's all we have.
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And I will judge a book by its cover.
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So break my binding and tear my paper,
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Just leave a page to sign your name.
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Don't worry I can keep a secret.
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Don't worry he can keep a secret.
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Don't worry,
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Come on now doll you know you've got a secret.
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And I will judge a book by its cover.
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Because you know it's all we, you know it's all we have.
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And I will judge a book by its cover.
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So break my binding and tear my paper,
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Just leave a page to sign your name.
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| Envy On The Coast |
