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[Verse 1]
Too many to convince
Too many to hire
And nothing you ever own
The world's a dead sorry hole
And I'm cold, and I'm cold
And I'm cold, and I'm stubborn
I'm sick and keep it open wide
And speaking words to the blind

Speaking words to the blind
Speaking words, oh

And the soul of the pure
And the eyes of the lover
And the one who truly saw your soul
And the one who truly saw your soul

[Pre-Chorus]
I'm the one, who truly saw your soul
I'm the one, who truly saw your soul

[Chorus]
And if you tell me to shut up
I would tell you to shut it
Did you tell me to shut up?
Oh if you tell me to shut it
I'll shut it now