You are my friend, my sweetest love,
The person I trust, my only whore,
With your name on my accounts, I feel like a queen
Come in my arms, beg for my seal
Serve me like dog, swing your tail
And if I’m pleased I’ll throw you money to play.
Play dead, run, wait
I make the world to turn again and again
Do you feel a disease inside your bones?
The blade of a contract cut off your tongue?
With no voice and no sight how can you walk?
You left your dream of a life on a wicket for loans
Play dead, run, wait
I make the world to turn again and again
credits
from The indie side of Music,
released March 11, 2009
Lyrics By – Moss Doe
Music By – Jane Doe
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