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[Verse] Playin' Cat & Mouse ....

At- at -at ...the trap house...

Stayin' with my spouse...bet,

Makin' her blouse blouse wet...

M-m-make her my house pet,

Til she take me for granted ,

Left me in panic, after she swept up zann-icks,

Father forgive me for bein' a sinner, in a blizzard....

In a Middle-middle of winter,

You stayed til the end yer,

My center...piece , that stayed center'd to her mentore..

Or didn't you meant it?

I'm indifferent, but it's

interestin'...

When it's been measured,

Ratio of Losers to Winners,

When shits been severed....

[Chorus] Every time , time keeps on tickin'...

You walk away....

Off the face.......

Of this awful place...

Where they make believe in lotsa space,

They take your genes & D.N.A.

To make your dreams seem fake....

They wana take away your dreams ...

.....unless you dreamin' ...of outter..."space may be the final frontier , but its"....maybe made...baby its crazy the way they try n'play me...

Keepin' me in limbo.. demons be in symbols,

My penis isnt even the reason im squeezin' from my d-pen ...never put population ...after the dee when...

Take it or leave it ..

Either we is , or we ain't bitch ...in the may-tricks...

Hidden in Plane its....

A sight for soar eyes...

And I won't deny...

" Oh no..no, no ,no,

He won't dee-nie...

So...so...undeniable...

Baby you're my all...

When it stinks , my lie-sawl..

When in-stinks , imply odds...

It doesn't always have to die hard,

Just to be lie dog...

But I won't lie down,

When I'm lyin' like a dog...

They keep on tryin' like to stop..

The supply of all this....

Supply of all this.....

Salt....Saltyyyy....salt...we...

We the, we theee...salt of the earth..

If anyone's fault, it's yers...

Im swimmin' with sharks...and herds...

Of wimm-in when in the dark...

I perve...

Cinnamon heart ,

Try hers...

Gimmy just...

Gimmy just a little bight girl....

Byyyy...byyyye bight girl..." she was a pretty white girl"

Yeah....yeah...dam right...that's right girl...

Have a good night girl....

Chorus] Every time , time keeps on tickin'...

You walk away....

Off the face.......

Of this awful place...

Where they make believe in lotsa space,

They take your genes & D.N.A.

To make your dreams seem fake....

They wana take away your dreams ...

.....unless you dreamin' ...of outter..."space may be the final frontier , but its"....maybe made...baby its crazy the way they made it......they frackin- may.....have just...

Made ...that ..up...