Well, who am I trying to please
With this bubblegum sleaze?
An
Embellish mine wayward soul
Blast it with your vicious beauty
I know
I'm as mad as you are obsessively completely
Scouring the backwoods
I would never tell you what to do
I would never
At the end of my tether
Faithless, friendless and wrong
Speed forth
No way out, no way out
You still hold me
You still
I am a loner roaming my desire
Chasing the sun beyond
Must make distance fast
Before that tender touch
Makes my joints rust
Adored
Within the struggle I'm finding peace
Here in the madness I
Well who am I trying to please
With this bubblegum
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