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Sangtekst: Dweeb. There Is No Try.

Well I read,

According to my faith it will be done to me

But then you try to tell me that's not true,

What should I do?

You have been freed,

Because of your great faith is what i seem to read,

but you deny responsibility,

please just believe!



Eyes clouded by bacta hands,

wing dripping with lies,

one less tree and mountain

and infection in your mind

I don't, I don't believe it;

that is why you fail.



You must see,

that we've been told to be

imitators of he,

we'd better take a look at what he'd do

so we can too



Eyes clouded by bacta hands,

wing dripping with lies,

one less tree and mountain

and infection in your mind

I don't, I don't believe it;

that is why you fail.



Can you not read, or have i gone blind?

Can you not read or am i just

Losing my mind?

Now faith is being sure of what

we hope and certain of what we do not see



SURE!