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No
No
Gathered all in a circle
Ritualistic just like before
They say to pick a number
To pick a color, but what's it for? (Ooh)
I'll stand by this tradition
Man my position, it's ignorance
Faceless into the mirror
I'm not convinced that I stand a chance
(Please don't hurt me)
I'll be
Your one and only
Standing here lonely
Watching you throw things
Fire, fire away
