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Fuck ThatArtificial mental illness a superstitious mindGrasping for reality or something of the kindPt Barnum sold illusion way back in his timeA wrong impression missed perception And you'll  never get it rightFuck that lets danceTurn it up and kick out the jamsLet go let's playI wanna play play play from cradle to grave Doin work in coffee shops might make youfeel smarterbut in that twisted clouded mind you know you're just a lonerA university graduate still waiting tablesA 100 grand in student debt but at leastyou got a labelFuck ThatDon't fall for tricks of the elitists itsslavery cant you seeKnow yourself use uncommon sense choose libertyFuck That