Destrage Follow

I'm walking on the street
and every person gives me a pill
ain't no drug ain't no medicine
this pills are different in taste form and colour
this pills are everything this people believe in

Don't call me stupid (No!)
Don't take me seriously
no one can tell you how your taste should be

I can be serious
Yes, more than serious
Swallow no pills and sing with me

I like spice girls and so what?
So waht? Am i an incoherent man?
So what? Purity ain't the answer to anithing

If mama said "get the lead outta your head"
there must be a reason
We take no suggestion
We need no prediction

You think you're pure always eating the same shit
My stubborn narrow brother
What you call purity makes you sick

Don't call me stupid (No!)
Don't take me seriously
no one can tell you how your taste should be

I like fat girls, so what?
I don't wear shoes, so what?
I like conuchsurfing and golf
I like to say so what
Stop thinking that you can't
There's so much more to enjoy

In your purity there's no point
In the end life is only a matter of habits
The problem is to get habited to this idea

Don't be trapped in foolish tricks
Close your eyes, enjoy the meal
Only then you can spit your judgement

Spare me your pill, I take no restriction
Spare me your pill, I dig contradiction

I won't be trapped in your foolish tricks
I close my eyes, I enjoy the meal
I am the one to say what's good for me

Don't call me stupid (No!)
Don't take me seriously
no one can tell you how your taste should be

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