Fake Fleeting Traps 歌词

You knew that Your smooth talk can put in trial things That you can’t leave to seem much wise? You knew that Every plot was attempted somehow from him? But the penny price was higher Than the efforts to denial Dress your best clothes on And look what you’ve got Changing those hairdos with you comb What would you do If there’s just only a week to end? Or if you have a whole life, friend? Realign the main situations You’ll be off the hook When elevate your fancy levels Don’t disguise with this Some people live and die And just forget living Gotta kneel with a wallet To his contract survive Machine, shut down the maggot With a permanent Black eye But don't pick your cinnamon stick You got to stay hard, stiff, thick And reload your calloused eyes Any hand can quiet him now Ate too much salt with you A thin soldier-man in line Your heels blending shivers down my spine I’m really getting how