ain't cutting back the fool
or wearing all their jewels
That sugar in your mouth,
gold teeth are gonna roll
Your words seem to deflate,
you're really getting old
Your guns are on the table,
I tried to run away, bang bang,
Holding back the tears so
The more that you see it,
Mix up the messages to uncover the
Wake up, and we'll make it work
So many choices, easy to make,
or easy to fool, into mistakes
Somewhere neon is flashing,
to leave the rest outside
Rudely awakened by a slap in the face
Remove, remove, remove distractions
Im prove, improve, improve my destitution
A new, a new, a new evolution
Gone to, gone to, gone to confusion
The more that you see it,
Wake up, and we'll make it work
The more that you see it,
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