Текст песни INCUBUS - Favorite Things

I'm thinking of my soul's sovereignty and I know everything you hate in me Fill
me up with over-pious
badgerings, to throw them up, oh, one of my favorite things Remember all the
lessons fed to me? Me the
young sponge, so ready to agree Years have gone; I recognize the walking dead
now aware that I'm alive
and way ahead Too bad the things that make you mad are my favorite things And

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