I don't need your approval
I have inside, a meter
That is marking degrees of satisfaction
I don't need your approval
Being sensured is flat
/>But my metro goes inside
Because I have my own version
I think that things are not rosy
And while my strings vibrate
Everything smells like Rotten
I don't need your approval
Nor the vile metal with which they tempt me
I don't seek your understanding either
And sweeten their ears
I don't need your approval
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Not even the vile metal with which they tempt me better
And from my house in the air
Everything smells like rottenness
I don't need your approval
Nor the vile metal with which they tempt me
Neither I seek your understanding
T sweeten their ears
I do not need your approval
Nor the vile metal with which they tempt me
I do not seek your understanding
T sweeten their ear

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