Vice Grip

Decide
What you
Want from me
Release
Me from your
Vicing machine
Won't you let me go
Though our futures are not aligned
Are we so helplessly intertwined
Oh yea

So far the finger's pointing right at you baby
It's too bad we're letting go
But I don't know
I don't know
No no
I said NO
I don't know
I don't know
No, No

Stand by yourself
By yourself
You know
What it's like when I align myself to you

Push, pull, falling
Euphoria galore
Too good to be true

So far the finger's pointing right at you baby
It's too bad we're letting go
But I don't know
I don't know
No no
I said NO
I don't know
I don't know
No, No

Comparisons
Always Comparisons
That come by consequence
Of who we are
And common sense
Oh where's the calm in sense
Your holy eminence
Before we restart

This time
I think it's coming right at you baby
It's too bad we're letting go
But I don't know
NO
I don't know
NO
No



Credits
Writer(s): Arnold Pinkhasov
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