Im polite and cautious
I've got everything i'll ever need
I wont break
i wont snap
Ive been born
Im putting your song on the turntable
I've found my audience
Theyre listening
I think they want it again
Im sure of it
your soul is all violet and bruised fruit
lets run from the rally
lets count up our tally
you are getting what you want
I told you from the start how this would end
I left everything you left behind..
Boy the ego of that devil.
KARMIC DEBT
National Security Agency...
has got no strings attached
on Me.
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