Smells Like Sour

At the border
Stroking something
You can't see
No
Take my license and lock me up

Take my rabbits
Fly them to states far away from me
This is not
What I expected from you
You disappoint me

I heard your leader
He speaks like a four-year-old toddler
I'm still brooding
You're still choosing
To take my life and lock me up
Stop

No puppet
No puppet
You're the puppet
You're the puppet
No puppet...

It smells like sour
It tastes like freedom
But you're so fake
Yeah
I don't bring you drugs
I don't bring you crime
I don't bring you rapers
I am none you'd imagine
The best person
The best person



Credits
Writer(s): Winston Campbell
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