I don't say what I don't know
I remain an expert in forks and have a distinct critical doubt (uh-oh)
I say what I know
Of all that I don't know I don't waste my breath and remain in doubt (uh-oh)
I go through to understand thoroughly, wonder and answer myself
I research the empirical data
I hold on to the thread of the speech
I get lost very often, but I can stand well in the balance

Then you tell me that this is a free world

It hurts here
It hurts even here
If your forked tongue speaks out and the country votes
Here, it still hurts here
Where you dance all the political steps I bruise

I don't say what I don't know
I remain an expert in forks and do not believe in single-minded thinking (uh-oh)
I say what I know
Of everything I don't know I'm waiting to know a bunch (uh-oh)
Of what you speak you claim to be certain
It sharpens the gaze that is better
Suspend your great judgment
I say you speak out of turn, what a beautiful defect
If your opinion is not sought
Silence is a test of skill

Believe me when I say it's ridiculous

It hurts here
It hurts even here
If your forked tongue speaks out and the country votes
Here, it still hurts here
Where you dance all the political steps I bruise

Then you tell me that this is a free world
But you are a slave, admit it
In the grip of judgment, but come on
Believe me when I say it's ridiculous
To think that it is permissible
The right to offense
What an excuse

It hurts here
It hurts even here
If your forked tongue speaks out and the country votes
Here, it still hurts here
Where you dance all the political steps I bruise

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