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Phrases of praise and hate
created for the call
or made for paint
to spray on the walls
Words are like a drug sometimes
a slogan is a tool of mine
do you ever find yourself, sometimes
hungry and bund?
I know that you can
I know that you can
Comprehend
That the truth will not be heard
in a handful of words
The truth will not be heard
in a handful of words
and we ask why
how can he change beuefs
like his clothes
like her hair
you ask, do
they
care?
I don't think so...
lives on slogans makes me hungry
lives on slogans leaves me empty
lives on slogans makes me angry
lives on slogans...
Imprecision will imprison
Like a cover on a book
We got to, we got to
Read beneath and look
When they reign, we're poor
We have to know more
Than slogans