Eleven (Album Version)

Eleven (Album Version)

Primus

I just can't seem to blend
Into society
I have no hope for this dim
Simplicity of law and order
By whose rules I see no rhyme in
The reason
I hold no hope for this holy treason
Of love and so soft
By whose standards
They tell me, they tell me
Who are they, who is they

Written by CLAYPOOL, LES / LALONDE, REID L. III / ALEXANDER, TIMOTHY W.
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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