Revolve

Freedom's all lies, different walk-away You gotta hold your tongue You gotta hit 'em with the right of way. Maybe I blocked you from your intellectual scene, In a way insane, In a way it's gotta be. Red sister might be chokin', But I ain't about that kind Answer me with the rhythm of a body that was born to lose two times. Hey big motor Hey big body, he said deny but your boy did lie. Hang my shoulder Big broken love Big broken knives. They might try to hide, They have to answer mordant sins You might be right, like a hole in the wind. Poison dandelion forms cross. Mix broke down cross, Takes your head off the line. The flavor might be missing, He has to cross that anyway. You can bet you can riddle with the brothers to the power of another day. Hey big motor! He says that I'm a true fortune lie. Hang my shoulder, Big broken love big broken knives. Doin' it says I'm meat. Which one stole my time? Didn't you say you'd watch it? Didn't I? Evil stripped in me. Three more stripped in time. Didn't you say you've got it? Watch me, I. . .