let me introduce you
to the private eyes that hunt you
gonna paste the clues when i go home
we're gonna try to make it work
tired of information messing with the operation
words will carry a riddle when i go home
I'm gonna try to make it!

i hate calling you out.
you're so into the phone
your lines a mental case

in the air the cries will go through
past the ball of lies that i threw
gonna make this work well you're on your own
you're gonna try to make it work
tired of information messing with the operation
words on the carriage of rhythm?
oh wait my phone!
we're gonna try to make it

i hate call you out you're so into the phone
your lines a mental case
we're going far when i say the lines are opening
she's given all when i say the crimes an open case
we're going far when i say these lines are open wide
you're gonna call when i say these lines are open wide
return to sender party at the Lexington queen

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