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Lyrics:
Death of a salesman, I still have pride
because I'm right most of the time
that's the way I would describe
I'm a messenger like Kissinger
call it what you want it's automatic
with a monotone monotony
call it what you want it's automatic
I only play what I want to play
I only feel what I want to feel
because I'm right most of the time
that's the way I would self describe
I only see what I want to see
cause I only hear what I want to hear
because I'm right most of the time
that's the way I would self describe
It's automatic
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