A grief of missing understanding
A lot of knowledge ain't of use
A wisdom earned by lifetime spent
Says too much, thinking in abuse
Committed sins have dual power
For those who's able to be taught
Don't fear to be misjudged by others
Our minds are not unscrupulous court
Chorus:
Conduct my obsession
Caress my beliefs
Perverted disproportions
I'm eager to seek
Unsure in every single action
Attempting to please everyone
The one who gets no conformation
Of inner "Him" who shines like sun
Complaints about life's deprivations
Make colors pale, existence dim
And there is much more devastating
As long as we just let them be
Chorus:
Conduct my obsession
Caress my beliefs
Perverted disproportions
I'm eager to seek
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