I Won't Tick All Of Your Boxes
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HB King Cent Acoustic/Electric guitar. Key of E♭ minor. Alt Key 2A. 142 BPM. Recorded 10th July 2024. Psychedelic-Punk-Rock. Vocals to come. Lyrics in comments. Please add to this if you can find space to do so. Thanks for listening.😎👍
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July 11, 2024 at 1:42 AM
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I Won't Tick All Of Your Boxes
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I won't tick your boxes
I won't jump through all of your hoops
I won't play Exquisite Corpses
Just to fit in with your groups
You won't get my attention
Not that you would even care
You won't get me to mention
Your lack of savoir faire
I don't fit your algorithm
I won't play your braindead game
Don't drag me into your schism
I won't do that walk of shame
I didn't set out to be different
I just never felt the same
Adhere to the truth inherent
Won't lose that vital flame
I won't tick your boxes
I won't jump through all of your hoops
I won't play Exquisite Corpses
Just to fit in with your groups
Try to make me believe
False prophets and fairy tales
I'm not that easy to deceive
My minds a train you can't derail
You are the tricksters
The invisible enemies
You filter through the grains of reality
Mix them together with confusion and lies
Parade them around as familiars disguised
Fool all the people much to their surprise
Don't even question or open their eyes
Are so conditioned can't see their demise
It's a constant battle we have to arise
From this slumber that's a dream capsized. +1
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I won't tick your boxes
I won't jump through all of your hoops
I won't play Exquisite Corpses
Just to fit in with your groups
You won't get my attention
Not that you would even care
You won't get me to mention
Your lack of savoir faire
I don't fit your algorithm
I won't play your braindead game
Don't drag me into your schism
I won't do that walk of shame
I didn't set out to be different
I just never felt the same
Adhere to the truth inherent
Won't lose that vital flame
I won't tick your boxes
I won't jump through all of your hoops
I won't play Exquisite Corpses
Just to fit in with your groups
Try to make me believe
False prophets and fairy tales
I'm not that easy to deceive
My minds a train you can't derail
You are the tricksters
The invisible enemies
You filter through the grains of reality
Mix them together with confusion and lies
Parade them around as familiars disguised
Fool all the people much to their surprise
Don't even question or open their eyes
Are so conditioned can't see their demise
It's a constant battle we have to arise
From this slumber that's a dream capsized. +1
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