Sleight of hand, slight of mind
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Slam the door, leave the key inside
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With a quick and knowing stare
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Like a contest at the fair
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You're the winner, you're the loser
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You're the chosen, I'm the chooser
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Too fat, too poor, too black, too pure
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Too white, too foreign, too smart, too boring
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Hen-pecked hypocrite, myself included
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Fails to see, my thoughts diluted
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With our judgement, and mind polluted
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Comes prevention, from seeing who God created
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Politics of the mind, feeds the ego of the blind
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Who made you the judge of me
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Turn away, just let me be
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The notion that we're better than them
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The ultimate delusional gem
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The notion that we're better than them
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The ultimate delusional gem
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Too fat, too poor, too black, too pure
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Too white, too foreign, too smart, too boring
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Too fat, too poor, too black, too pure
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Too white, too foreign, too smart, too boring
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Ninety-three million miles
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From the earth, the granite boils
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Half the heat, half the burn
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Scorches those who never learn
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Look to Him and you will see
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The only judge for you and me
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Grace and mercy from His throne
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Imparts to those He calls His own
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Grace and mercy from His throne
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Imparts to those He calls His own
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Pecking Order
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