Who made up all the rulesWe follow them like fools Believe them to be true Don’t care to think them throughAnd I’m sorry so sorry I’m sorry it’s like this I’m sorry so sorry I’m sorry we do thisAnd it’s ironic too Coz what we tend to do Is act on what they say And then it is that wayAnd I’m sorry so sorry I’m sorry it’s like this I’m sorry so sorry I’m sorry we do thisWho are they And where are they And how can they possibly know all this Who are they And where are they And how can they possibly know all thisDo you see what I see Why do we live like this Is it because it’s true that ignorance is blissWho are they And where are they And how do they know all this And I’m sorry so sorry I’m sorry it’s like thisDo you see what I see Why do we live like this Is it because it’s true that ignorance is blissAnd who are they And where are they And how can they know all this And I’m sorry so sorry I’m sorry we do this |
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