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Idiot

Idiot

While raising the bar
I think outside the box
Placing all my ducks in a row
Without putting the cart before the horse
Drastic times call for drastic measures
There was a method to such madness
Speaking of the Devil
Whose ethnic cleansing
Cut corners
From a piece of cake
I still couldn't fathom
What to make of it
So
Jumping on bandwagons
Your guess is as good as mine
While running out of a good time
If we wouldn't be caught dead
It was all in my head
I heard it through the grapevine
Since cats have nine lives
To make a long story short
I let sleeping dogs lie
In the face of it
As
During the heat of the moment
Bit by bit
Nobody else would give a shit
It was a blessing in disguise
Not to beat about the bush
For what I could surmise
The cost was an arm and a leg
While jumping to conclusions
I still had to beg
As if my life depended on all
Idiomatic intrusion
Language invades
Verbal allusion
Fooling the many
As needs must
For war bleeds
Without counting the cost
Right on the money
When I come to think about it
I get sick to my tummy

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