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Preachers At every corner of the street Teachers For the flock but not the sheep All I see is a caste, like a private mass Everybody wanna be in the upper class You need a pass to climb the ranks "Do you have it? Let me see it, go ahead" "Do you have it? I don't see it, too bad" I'm not the wax you can melt like dew I'm not the gum you chew and chew I'm not the pencil you can undo I'm not the clay that you can shape Witness Who can watch and cannot speak Sinner 'Cause you're not part of the elite All I see is a caste, like a private mass Everybody wanna be in the upper class You need a pass to climb the ranks "Do you have it? Let me see it, go ahead" "Do you have it? I don't see it, too bad" I'm not the wax you can melt like dew I'm not the gum you chew and chew I'm not the pencil you can undo I'm not the clay that you can shape I'm not the wax you can melt like dew I'm not the gum you chew and chew I'm not the pencil you can undo I'm not the clay that you can shape All I see is a caste, like a private mass Everybody wanna be in the upper class You need a pass to climb the ranks "Do you have it? Let me see it, go ahead" "Do you have it? I don't see it, too bad" I'm not the wax you can melt like dew I'm not the gum you chew and chew I'm not the pencil you can undo I'm not the clay that you can shape I'm not the wax you can melt like dew I'm not the gum you chew and chew I'm not the pencil you can undo I'm not the clay that you can shape
Writer(s): Andrea Lazzeretti, Francesco Bini, Marco Sgaramella, Tommaso Oliveri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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