Beat is my whore get get up on it like a boner
The world isn't as red as you think, october
I look out into the world as far as eyes can see
If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy
Ambition, pardon my ambition
The world should turn as soon as my records spin
Fill my lungs portray for the moment embracing until my stomach turns
Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts
Foreplay rewardin' her on her long day
That's just the way, as april turns to may,
You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights
They ring the bell twice. as i move on, i see nothing but red lights.
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