Letra de What Are You Dylan In My House?
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With friends, come contracts.
This fame is boughten.
Patrons are unripe, a year’s what keeps them.
This fame is boughten.
Patrons are unripe, a year’s what keeps them.
The trees with same rings, grin with their limbs.
Approval, like satire, the roots are unread.
The trees, with same rings, are turning their heads.
Hand me statistics! (to keep my worth warm)
Make me a medal (concocted with falseness)
It’s building the firmness.
Action! Enactment!
Can’t fool the wise, this crowd is transparent.
Sharp on, the outside.
Close off, the inside.
Approval, like satire, the roots are unread.
The trees, with same rings, are turning their heads.
Hand me statistics! (to keep my worth warm)
Make me a medal (concocted with falseness)
It’s building the firmness.
Action! Enactment!
Can’t fool the wise, this crowd is transparent.
Sharp on, the outside.
Close off, the inside.
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