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I want to call out your style
So it doesn't fool another idiot, like it did me
I want you to face the madness
That your mere presence puts on me
I think I'm gonna roll down the slope, tied to you

And if we don't strike a deal soon, they'll hear you from afar
I want to give up on your ear
Right on the day my time comes around
I want to take it out on you

To make you feel those things around here
I think I'm gonna roll down the slope, tied to you
And if we don't strike a deal soon, they'll hear you from afar
Miles away from here, so far, oh, oh, oh
I want you to take off your clothes

And keep being bad in the nude, just because
Let's chat for a bit about what interests you most
And if we don't strike a deal soon, your grand saga will fade away
I think I'm gonna roll down the slope, tied to you
And if we don't strike a deal soon, they'll hear you from afar, so far.