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Pick a fruit for me from the gallow Pick a fruit for me from the gallow Come here and sit with me for a few minutes What if Hafiz for his Diwan and Molavi for his Masnavi and Muhammad for his Quran had to get a permit? Say if stone hearts would've turned to inscriptions what would you write on them? They said bright colors attract attention And purple scream became black scream Let's become calluses in destiny's hand Build a ship like Noah and Say whenever you saw it's full To whoever doesn't know how to swim, give a life vest I want to scandalize, to flood My doctors asked me When you feel lonely? I said when it's Eid I opened my heart for him And He saw I keep getting screwed Keep getting screwed and screwed He was disgusted and bloomed He found out every day of my life is Eid Handcuffed to pen, mental criminal Geniuses in cells, scientific tradesman No steam comes off of you At least you could put jealousy fire under the kettle More contagious than HIV, became revenge They said confess They said confess Snake cocooned and became a dragon I'm even uncomfortable with myself Suspicious to myself, doubtful Why do you curse? You say I shouldn't even curse? However vast the vocabulary, they are in a square You break the patterns I'm the person that didn't dared many times In front of the mirror, I confronted myself Mirror broke, fractured my idol I'm not a thug nor a leader I'm none of these two Religious people don't know me as one of their own Cause I'm not that faithful Heathens don't know me as one of their own Cause I'm not that unfaithful I'm with you and not separated But not like any on you Disgraced Disgraced, Disgraced Disgraced Disgraced, Disgraced Disgraced Disgraced, Disgraced Disgraced Disgraced, Disgraced Disgraced Disgraced, Disgraced I'm comber, notorious They thought I'm a whole textile man and they sew my lips I want to be threadbare Not to be quiet I'm the Sickness and the cure Shout to the whole city Dirt drips off my crown and I want you to know The sky of thoughts has no roof and notebooks won't be bind like pigeons
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