[Hook]
You're carving soft what you don't need
Can I give you a hand?
[Verse 1]
I was training for the battle to death
You've forced me into the sun, list of questions
You're never looking for the blaming carousel
So I've been laughing along, savages for no one
[Verse 2]
Which push from the plastic can I please?
We've set you on a stony path
It just looks normal at the time
While we slither across the opus back
[Verse 3]
I'm staring at red sun, wishing clever tales
Strip the horse from the pasture
I want to play just like on the wall
Lay on the lanes like the paragon cast on
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