IX & The Lead Cocktails - Think Knot
Look out
Another magazine
Your lies
Loaded with infosheen
Stopped making sense
Speaking on a corporate whim
Don't do me any favors
Or tell me what to see
Think Knot
Pass it off for another day
You're Craaaazy
Livin' high
Livin' under a haze
You stopped making sense
Doubled down and cashin' 'em in
Don't do me any favors
Or tell me what to believe
Look out
Illusions of the pixelieen
TV on the Radio and The Prophets
Are all I really need
Stopped making sense
My eyes are nice and clear
Do me a favor
Let get the hell out of
Do Me a Favor
Let's get the hell out of here
Look out
Think knot
Look out
Think Knot
Written by:
Alfredo Mendoza
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