I don’t respond to threats
I don’t respond to children
I can’t take of my vest
I can’t take off my glasses
I don’t respond to children
I can’t take of my vest
I can’t take off my glasses
On Saturday morning, I feel just fine
Our hands in our pockets, we’re doing alright
Does anyone even notice?
What’s your biggest nightmare?
It’s this
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