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"Don't Preach"
You say that I suck and I'm lousy,
You say I can't write, not yet
You always told me how to be,
Now I'm sick of it,
[Chorus]
Sorry doesn't make it okay,
When I'm the one that paid your way
Don't preach,
You're drilling a hole in my ceiling,
Too bad it won't rain
But who's living without any feeling,
So don't you complain,
