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I don't know you...I don't care whether you like me or hate me
Yet all you can do is make this world difficult for me to see
I sit here vexed at the thought that another could narrow their eyes
Without knowing me from Adam - i guess that's where the problem lies
Blind hatred for something that to you shouldn't be
You lose all dignity when you voice those thoughts that shackle me