This is a song about "Timeout"

Acting fearless just to get some votes doesn't serve a purpose,

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

Bastard, hap hazardous track master, put a beat on and words become lavishly crass daggers/