Got them looking like
Over head, slightly out of sight
What’s the bottom line
To anything when anyone’s a prize
I grow for all
That fortune teller’s wrong
Not misleading her
Future markets do
I guess it’s sad but truth
They’re all for take
Got the polygraph, all the time
So I can never lie
There is make believe
Or a dream on some magic odd
I grow for all
That fortune teller’s wrong
Not misleading her
Future markets do
I guess it’s sad but truth
They’re off the table
Turn off the trouble
And turn up the metals
Somebody’s listening
So why aren’t you listening
Melted for more
I recall it horror
Power means power
Means more by the hour
Not misleading her
Future markets do
I guess it’s sad but truth
They’re off the table
Turn off the trouble
And turn up the metals
Somebody’s listening
So why aren’t you listening.

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