Revolve/Brain Center at Whipples

[Revolve] Freedom's all lies different walk away You gotta hold your tongue you gotta hit it 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 choking 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 He says that I'm a true fortune 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 daggers for the road 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 witht the brothers to the power of another day. Hey big motor He says the Night Patrol 49 Hang my shoulder Big broken love, big broken knives Doing it say I'm meat Which one stole my time Diddn'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 . . . Ah! [Brain Center At Whipples] where am I fortune? it's just my forced reaction does anyone had helped me read now does anyone had helped the other one put down the wild clocking like a pace of reality I've got it in my brain now I've got it in my center so what are you talking about? you started the war so what am I? it's in my motor it's in my head I had to wing my motor and had to win my high goal