Lyrics:
belong to this world
The book, the book of your heart
One tiny mark, an entry
In the book of your heart
It's written on skin
To even be in
The book
Mind control keep you in line
Try to think
Outside the blind leading the blind
Try and break the double binds
Try and break the double binds
It’s
Re-evaluate the songs
Double-pack with a photograph
Extra track (and a tacky badge)
A-list, playlist
"Please them , please them !"
"Please them !"
Double-pack with a photograph
Extra track and a tacky badge
A-list, playlist, please them, please them, please them
Sadly, this was your life
But you
At the top of the stairs is a locked room
My secret chamber that no outsider views
For entry is forbidden prohibited
Behind this door is my other
At the top of the stairs is a locked room
My secret chamber that no outsider views
For entry is forbidden
Prohibited
Behind this door is my other
an ending
They'll put the pages back in your bruised book
They'll put the pages back with rusty hooks
You know that once you leave there's no re-entry
Bo Diddley was a private eye
Hand was fast and his I.Q. high
D.A. said "Double O, you won't last
Slow down boy, you living too fast"
Well,
to turn it around
Got to give back
Because this self-centered thing is keeping me off track
Take the 1 train
Ride the Double L
Go to Brooklyn
Rock well
plays
A golden string fiddle
To a double-e waterfall over my back
Comic book colors on a violin river
Crying Leonardo words
From out a silk
and loose lips
Stab the dagger, turn it round
His life's an open book
Scribbled in his own blood
His constant companion is always at hand
Making
another girl's treasure
So if it's up to me, I'm gonna keep you forever
'Cause I understand you,
We see eye to eye
Like a double rainbow
In the sky
crazy, crazy
Excuse me, pardon me, it's show me
I entry, no ID, re entry, with money
Roll money, got me stunting
Won't leave, without me
You show
Don't believe the devil
I don't believe his book
But the truth is not the same
Without the lies he made up
Don't believe in excess
Success is
front seat wife
Takes a fast car, lady, to lead a double life
It takes a light foot, lady, to lead a double life
It takes a good book, maybe, if you
Don't believe the devil
I don't believe his book
But the truth is not the same
Without the lies he made up
Don't believe in excess
Success is
front seat wife
Takes a fast car, lady, to lead a double life
It takes a light foot, lady, to lead a double life
It takes a good book, maybe, if you
executing silent entry
Keeping the captors unaware of their fate
Rage, unleashing homicidal fury
Breaking of bones, administer of pain
First one to go,
Red frame white light
Telephone box
Red on grey
Six three two three double 'O' three
Red frame white light
You have a gray book
On a metal
grinding double the time for mine, I'm keeping it coming in
Had the Audi at 18, the Bimmer at 20
Now I'm bout to cop the Benz
My circle so small that
You made a few bucks in a show down in Texas
You rode the train north threw the sand and the sage
It took all you had to make entry in Denver
history, they're keeping to themselves
I'll often talk antiquity and smoldering descent
Invisible division, behind a wall and not a fence
Trouble
She makes a double of a trouble with her lies
She says, Oh I'm mad about the boy
She says, Oh I'm mad about the boy
She says, Oh I'm mad about
bleeds on paper, where my thoughts roll.
Confessions tucked in the crease of a page,
Every entry locks a moment inside this cage.
Snapshots of laughter,
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