You're a little god
Fine plot
But a little odd
Scapegoat
With no time
And no bridges left to burn
Sweet rhymes
Never stop
Sisters
Of a melting top
In the year of
Running after
The shape of things
That are gone
Slices
Of a new frontier
Calling
For the engineer
Drowning
In a pool of beer
With no bridges left to burn
I feel like a streetcar
Without parking space
Broker
With a poker face
Can you still smile
At a lost trial
With no bridges left to burn?
Cold rod You're a little god Fine plot But a little odd Scapegoat With no time And no bridges left to burn Sweet rhymes Never stop Sisters Of a melting top In the year of Running after The shape of things That are gone Slices Of a new frontier Calling For the engineer Drowning In a pool of beer With no bridges left to burn I feel like a streetcar Without parking space Broker With a poker face Can you still smile At a lost trial With no bridges left to burn? Explain Request ×
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