We Had No Trouble With The Face Of Any Plot

When I'd Been Out Stealing In A Closet I Was Caught

I Said Never But Was The First To Direct You

Caue Your Own Suicide Was Legal As Infractures

I'm On A Train Without A Traction I'm Lost On A Roid

That Owns A Fraction I'm Raising My Stake

While My Time I'm Spending On Rubber Dolls And Outlaws

But I Tracked You To Collect You Protect You

From Mercy From Morals And I Never Would Neglect You

For My Angers My Laughs That Ain't Rolling

But Your Own Genocide Was Mentally Directed By

Forces Sweet Forces That Deranged You

Or Be Cocked Or Outknocked By Amazing

Staindrops But It's Been So Wrong It's Been So Long

Yes I've Been A Fool To Be Tempte To Treat You

For Beating The Record The Simonized Packard

The Girl On The Roam That Ain't Never Getting Picked Up

Smahsed Up Stuck Inside A Resto Rumble I Got The Phone

But I Never Get I Dial Tone Angels Could Have Crooked You

Could Have Booked You To Go Tripping In Timbuktu

But Would You Would You Prefer To Refer To Your Nephew

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Angels Could Have Crooked You Could Have Booked You

To Go Triping In Timbuktu But Would You Would You

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Forces No Forces Could Retain You

Or Be Blocked Our Outknocked By Outrageous

Pit Stops But I've Been So Wrong Yes I've Been So Long

Yes I've Been So Wrong To Be There To Protect You

I'm Not The Wrecker The Window Or The Mekka

The Man On The Roam That Ain't Never Getting Backed Up

Smashed Up Steering Like A Renegade Rambler

I Got The Phone But I Never Get A Dial Tone

But Instead I'm Caling To Rapped Up

And Mapped Up A Stone A Breeze A Number One

Yeah I'm A Song An Open Door

While All My Patients Are Rude

While I'm Inspecting The Rodeo

And Not Adore You Or Bore You

But I'm About To Warn You I Got A Lesson For You

Love Is The Rapture An Honesty Failure

Love Is A Record That I Wont Play For You

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