So what do you think it means to me
The dirty hands abound you,
The dirty hearts of scoundrels
Well I have to write this down
Cause I’m human and I think
Do you think it’s time for you to live frantically
After all the abyss is just a fraction above,
And the jury laughs at you love
My little nest of vipers,
My little miss know it all
Drive carefully dear

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