[Verse 1]
Brother Johnny, won't you tell me something?
'Bout a letter without a name
It had no word inside, just empty
Don't know where this letter came
The mystery behind it all
Why I feel like been here before?
I wonder what it meant by now
All I want to do is call

[Verse 2]
Make myself clearly and wise to take
My indulge or selfish action
My life become an introspection
I take that as my conclusion
May I take this case as a complimentary
Of my easy way to get over it
I can't think better way to get through it
It's impossible to fake it

[Chorus]
God damn, what does it mean? (ba da ba)
I don't like playing
Would you tell me something 'bout it?
Hell, it has no writing
God damn, what does it mean? (ba da ba)
I don't like playing
Would you tell me something 'bout it?
Hell, it has no writing
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