Tell you, what it costs, you oughta know.
I may find you if you may find me.
In these city lights playin' hide and seek with me.
Sooner I will mean to intimidate you, then.
I know people call me "Cool satirist".
Make me wonder why I waste my time.
In this hassled life I got to be a transphotic on.
Will you make a pitiful sight with casual lies?

The technicolor, dignified life is based on unfairness.
Not worth an hour's purchase.
You will feel it fall behind.
Wherever you're from I send you back with a kiss.
Take my suggestion as you don't have no place to go.
Nobody breaks my curse. Ghost Sweeper!

Tell you what, it hurts, you oughta know.
I can't recall all the names you are.
In these city lights I work the spell on you.
Later I will mean to leave you hungry there.
You know people call me an uprooter.
Make me wonder why it sounds so "d".
In this decent life I got to be a major lady.
If you wanna make my day I'm ready now.

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