Dreams of contemplation, a resignation, know what.
Useless indignation, a segregation, plant your seed.
Steamless conversation, what is happening to me.
Im no longer your erection, or your congregation, Im your disease.

[Chorus]
You take the sun.
You have your fun but you better beware.
You better beware.
You broke it down.
With that boring sound you gave to me.
That I dont want to hear.

Youre in some blind elation, a kind of delusion,
you dont get through to me.
Deliver your equation and still you wont see a change in me.
You want my redemption, you want me to believe that its all me.
Well, Im no longer your erection, or your congregation, Im your disease.

[Chorus]
You take the sun.
You have your fun but you better beware.
You better beware.
You broke it down.
With that boring sound you gave to me.
That I dont want to hear

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