H-y-P-O Critical that's what I think of it all The standards you double just makes me sick You want all the rules and consequence, but never for you For you there's no recompense H-y-P-o critical that's what I think of it all your words are as valuable as lies even your eyes don't surprise your reverse thought patterns undo my tatters Make my yellow sign look like a play with your H-y-p-o-critical ways [chorus] These days, these days, truth doesn't play, these lies they stay forever in play the truth, the truth-come today, come and slay these H-y-p-o-critical ways! THE lines they cry the foul but you just bawl that everything you've done is just for us all but even you have to fall don't need no alternate facts with your...H-Y-P-O-Critical ways! Every thing you shout we know you're all about Those you abhor are the ones you adore your jealousy of their ability to be something more you lived by double standards but still want more making rules for others when you hold the score makes me so sad that you continue on even more. We don't need theses rules to make the floor. so go away and be no more take your H-YP-O critical ways and be out the door. [outro] These days, these days, truth doesn't play, these lies they stay forever in play the truth, the truth-come today, come and slay these H-y-p-o-critical ways!
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