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| Your Philosophy, Not Mine (Sequestered Bastard Child) The whole world filled With suckers looking for something to follow Here I am at your doorstep Basket-baby rejected By ones who could not raise Who would not rear me Let me stray into your philosophy Pleading now, tell me What's wrong, what's right Why do I bear such shame In this helpless plight? But you take me in Your odd duckling who follows Deep into night Sure I belong to help Carry on your fight The whole world full Of suckers like me Who live by your rules Sometimes recanted philosophy Doesn't fit everyone But especially a loner like I Who would dare at your table Ask questions, looking in your eye I've been alone Always alone in your sequestering room Divided but what you believe And what I think is right The walls come down soon In the dead of night But it will be you who Lays down, won't fight Because you're sick of your creation Who fears you will fright Am I real if I pale from guilt The imposed shame I carry Because I'm a sucker, Your bastard child alone In the sequestering room, divided? |
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