Land of the lost
Might see me in court like I care
No wind in the sail and I'm wailing
Screening my calls
No need to post bail
Call bars freedom
In the light of being caught outside
Strike a nail on the head with me
No need to post bail
Call bars freedom
In the light of being caught outside
Strike a nail on the head with me
At this speed no one's being me
Odd body tied to
Building blocks and my skin crawls
At this speed everything spills
Walls come down
Desperate I go
Eat the light that feed the poor
Couch roadbed light
Wire tapped
Your telephone is your home
First kiss killed steps
Ground not there
The bleach is gone
Land of the lost
Might see me in court like I care
No wind in the sail and I'm wailing
Screening my calls
No need to post bail
Call bars freedom
In the light of being caught outside
Strike a nail on the head with with me
No need to post bail
Call bars freedom
In the light of being caught outside
Strike a nail on the head with me
No need to post bail
Call bars freedom
In the light of being caught outside
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