Revolve

Freedom on like stems from walk away. You gotta hold your time, You gotta hit him with the right of way. Maybe black too far for any like the one seen. In a way it's sane, Either way it's gotta mean. 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. They might try to hide But they have to have some more dead sense. You might be right Like a ball in the wind. Poison dandy lifeforms crime. Mix both down cross, Sticky pedal the line. The flavor might be missin' But he acts to cross that anyway. You can bet he can diddle with the promise in the power of another day.