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[Verse 1: Natti] Tear ducts seem such a useless tool To a man’s feelings forged in the arts of cool Solidarity’s king and the heart’s the fool The jester only in jest can be left to rule Men of steel ain’t allowed to feel Hardened exteriors aren’t allowed to peel Emotional blows taken aren’t allowed to heal Head tells the chest it’s too proud to kneel Before any sign or symbol of sentimental Deep pains displayed 'bout the depth of a thimble