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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