My mind was a timebomb
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That was set to explode
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So I packed up my cares
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Into the sunset I rode
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A path to hell that's paved
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With good intentions.
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Well I guess you and I
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Will never see eye to eye
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But if there's one thing I'll be
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Glad to know when I die
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It's that I never entertained your
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'Can't Conventions.'
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Two men gaze from behind
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Their prison bars
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One man sees dirt
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The other sees stars
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I'm just thinking aloud
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Isn't thinking allowed?
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Just let your mind wander
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It may never come back
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Set off on a new train of thought
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On life's track.
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I'm just thinking aloud
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Isn't thinking allowed?
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Why is nobody thinking?
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How can you call me a failure
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Or a social defective
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When to find your own mind
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You'd need a private detective?
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I'm not a statistic or
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A regular family man.
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I don't give a damn about public relations
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I'll never live up to
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Your great expectations
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You can take or leave me
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Just the way I am.
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Your straight jacket emotions
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Only stifle and kill
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The spirit within us all
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I call free will.
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I'm just thinking aloud
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Isn't thinking allowed?
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Two men gaze from behind
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Their prison bars
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One man sees dirt
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The other sees stars.
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I'm just thinking aloud
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Isn't thinking allowed?
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Thinking Allowed
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| Skyclad |
